‘I see you’ve been busy!’ Ginny said to Hermione, noticing a small stream of cum leaking down her inner thigh.‘It looks like you’ve been eve... busier’ Hermione responded with a laugh, noticing an even larger stream of sticky cum rolling down Ginny’s leg. Hermione followed Ginny up to her room to get the book she had so graciously lent to her devious little cunning friend.‘Where the fuck is it?’ Ginny screamed upon entering her room with Hermione in tow. ‘I left it right on my bed!’ she. With one hand I reach up and pinch a nipple, rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. “Ohh, this is really gonna be good,” he murmers. Then he bends down, kisses me full on the lips, his tongue gently teasing mine, nibbling at my lower lip.“First time for you, Papi? You’re gonna remember this for a looong time.” I stand, and we are there kissing for what seems like an eternity, our cocks gently caressing each other. With a hand on my shoulder, he pushes me back to a seated position, and rubs. "Why don't you tell him?" she asked.It was clear however, that Michael wasn't planning on doing that. * * *The trip to Gateshead was put to one side though, as trip to the swimmingbaths was next on the agenda. This trip was important too, as it would seeexactly what problems faced Michael when he went swimming with the school.Upon arriving downstairs to have breakfast, he awaited Liz to fit his wigfor him. She did so, but went and put his swimming cap on first. It was atighter fit, but was. I felt my cock through my trouser pocket and made it more comfortable in my pants.“As I touch myself, you might see me producing more lubrication, my vagina gets wetter. Do you see?” Yes, we saw all right! I peered at her and inside as far as I could see. She was glistening down there, it was beautiful to see. I couldn't believe this, my teacher's wife was spread out in front of us, her legs wide apart, no panties, showing off her pussy and pulling it open for us to look at. Juices were forming.