When you are a teacher you are almost like a priest. You cannot ever think about sex or show that you have it. I had never been in such a place. It wa... not a bad place like I would have thought. It was well lit, with shelving all over the walls. It was like being in a real boutique, but it was an x-rated shop. There was a woman that worked the counter. There were a few rooms in the back and toys everywhere. I was looking around and trying not to be noticed. There were guys in there and when. He told her to open her mouth and take a deep breath as he was going to slap her ass. I heard a tight slap, and Vennila shrieked another slap, and she was laughing.By this time, my massage girl had put a condom and mounted my cock. Today I was able to hold my erection myself without prompting. I let her ride on top for a good 5 minutes and then asked her to change position. She looked at the man, and he nodded, saying it’s ok.She lay down as I inserted my dick myself into her cunt. I gradually. ”“Well, maybe if we talk about it” I said, trying to comfort her, and also hear the dirty details, “It won’t feel so funny.”“You may be right” she added, with a smile. “and I know that you must have a million questions, so how about if you take off your clothes, sit beside me here in bed and I’ll recap the entire last 28 hours or so…” My wife then spelled out all the sorted details, so what follows is presented from her perspective, as though she is telling me the story – no interruptions from. " Are you really serious? I mean you don't know what we might have done. And, yes, Mom, I love what I see. I think you're super-sexy." Well, perhaps I should just assume what you've been doing with your sisters and, maybe offer you the same benefits."She really said that. I just stood there amazed."Did you hear me, Mark?" Um, yeah, yeah I did. I was just, well, I wasn't expecting something like that. Do you, um, do you mean, like, sex?" Yes, Mark, I mean, like, sex. You and me. This whole thing.