“Tammy,” he said, “if you were out with a girl dressed like this, smelling like cunt, sitting in a porno theatre ... what would you expect?”I ...ooked down at my clothes ... well, from my angle, I could only see my prominently displayed tits... Maybe he had a point.Besides, I was horny ... and it was a date... “Heya Tammy - ready for date number three?”“Oh yeah, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that.”“What’s up?”“I dunno, I’m just starting to feel really uncomfortable about some of the. With desire in your eyes, you reach down and push your pants and panties over your hips. Twisting and turning, you push them down your legs. Frustrated, you kick off your shoes so you can get your pants all the way off. Wearing only a t-shirt and white ankle socks, you crawl over the center console and into my lap. I quickly scoot the seat all the way back and recline it. You look so sexy to me as you throw your leg over me and straddle my hips. Brushing my hand away, you grip my hard shaft and. My wife knew this was revenge so she gently moved her finger to the very tip of my dick, which was now soaking in precum. She knew just exactly where to touch and what I needed and gave it to me, slowly, excruciatingly. She slid her index finger, using the precum as lubricant, from the tip down to the frenulum, slowly and rhythmically, never changing speed. I could see her pussy was wet, as it was glistening, so I did the only thing a gentleman could do, and feeling her painful arousal I slid. She smiled as she looked over their papers. They were the best written pieces that she had read that year. It really did her ego well to read five such heartfelt pieces on why they wanted to fuck her. School was finally out for the day. The five boys were standing naked in Jodi?s classroom, hands on top of heads. Their caged cocks were swollen eager. Each boy had pored his heart and soul into the piece he had turned in that morning. Jodi stood before the boys holding their papers.?I.