”“No, I never have. I thought about it, but mostly I’ve been into the hotwife thing.”“Cuckolding him?”“Sort of, but I think we’re past...that now.”Carla laughed. “You did say it was complicated. So tell me, which would be more likely; him fucking you while I fucked his arse, or him fucking me while you fucked his arse.”“I’m guessing him fucking you is off the table.”“I didn’t say that — all I said was that Sue would fuck anything.”“I have no idea. I quite fancy the two of you double penetrating. Normally I would have told him off and pulled my knickers back up, but under the circumstances and being a bit tipsy, I just made a joke of it and tossed them aside like a stripper, trying to look and act sexy. A short while later my husband went to the loo, so I danced with Wayne. When my husband came back, Wayne was kissing me and his hand was between my legs with my dress pushed up above the waist. We both knew my husband would catch us but we just didn't care - and thankfully, neither did. Sylvia’s eyes widened. His prick was already much bigger than it had been when she started sucking. Before she had to be told again, she quickly began licking. Upon seeing that the slut no longer had to be held, Mr. Moore sat back to watch.Sylvia held onto the man’s cock with one hand. Her mouth started working on his swollen prickhead. Her tongue traced its way around his cock-knob, then flicked back and forth over it. Without needing to be told, she started licking down its underside. Her. She was probably about 25 with long dark hair and green eyes. As Allison sat, she could hear muffled sounds through the wall and assumed that the discipline matter being attended to involved one of the pupils. A few minutes later, the buzzer of Carol’s desk sounded and Allison was ushered into the headmaster’s office. “Good morning Mrs. Carter. My name is Peter Johnson, please have a seat and tell me what I can do for you.” “Thank you Mr. Johnson. I am thinking about enrolling my daughter Lucy.