I started to go for his drink but hubby said, "Take off your nightie for me please" I pulled it off and this time I was excited knowing Jim would see...me completly naked. Wow, I was nervous yet very wet when I walked to the kitchen. I stopped and asked Jim if he wanted another drink which he did. He could see me from the living room and I purposely bent over to get something from a lower cabinet. My vagina protrudes nicely when I am turned on and knew Jim saw it all. I handed him the drink. The Dean always seemed like a good guy but had to make the hard decisions to get where he had. When I came to him with my offer I hadn't expected for him to gladly accept it the way He did. He was an older man, nearing his sixties but didn't look it only a bit of a bulge around the middle and wisps of salt and pepper in his hair would lead you to guess. Having no idea why I was here I walked over motioning to sit as he told me "shut the doors please." Doing as he said I pulled the knobs. Just the memory of Brandi's hard, massive, silky thigh between hers, relentlessly mashing and crushing her pussy into rapturous spasms of nearly unbearable ecstacy, made her shiver involuntarily and get wet all over again.But she went almost two months again without having sex, except solitary sex. When Brandi's video arrived in the mail, she spent an entire week just watching it and masturbating almost continuously. It was nearly an hour long, mostly Brandi in skimpy bikinis, posing, rippling. Theywere a pert 32DD in those days. 36E, sometimes F now. She dug in, her tongue, lapping in the most insistent, consistent way, perfect relentless, reliable rhythm. This is a TIP, boys. And girls. As she felt me grow (even) wetter, her fingers joined in , one in my pussy, and one trying to get up my tightly clencheda*se. "Relax!" she hissed through her voluminous hair I relaxed my arse and her finger slipped inside, so now she was working my clit, my g spot and up my arse as well. I was.