“It’s amazing the number of Mr Smith’s there are” she commented, grinning at me.“We did have a couple of Miss, or was that Ms Smiths a week ...r two back, I think,” I replied. “That’s all four full tonight then.”I have to admit to having been a dirty old man for ooh ... at least forty years, and since I’m a mere fifty, I reckon that I started fairly young, certainly, as you will have worked out I’m sure, and since I was ten I’ve had an unhealthy interest in all things salacious, laviscious,. S., were married, she took care of their child and he had his affairs. He would always try to force her to swing and fuck other couples, which she went along with a few times but was never comfortable with. So she settled into a life of knowing her husband was usually fucking around on her. And this last affair was the final affair as far she was concerned.“What was the final straw?” I asked.“He knocked up an eighteen-year-old girl.”“I guess that would do it,” I said.After a few moments of. You do, trust me. I could show you firsthand, if it’s alright with you and the class?”The rest of the girls quickly voiced their approval, and Cassie must’ve agreed, because in the next moment, Eli felt Ms. Lynnwell’s heel leave his dick, which sprung to attention fast enough to gather a few mocking giggles from the class. Weight shifted above him, and for a moment he was confused - until a heel clacked on the cold, hard floor either side of his hips, and a hand was suddenly wrapped around his. I didn't know if she was referring to my breasts or my underwear. I unhooked my bra, slipped out of the panties, and slid up on the table. Beth wasted no time and very quickly my lower right leg was covered with the sticky wax. Beth applied the cloth and with a single ripping movement my inner leg was smooth. I almost jumped off the table. Beth laughed and repeated the ripping process on my outer leg. She quickly and efficiently moved to my left leg, the upper legs, my arms, and.