.. " The world moved in slow motion as I divulged deeply private information. But I knew Monica wasn't going to give in until she had every drop out o... me. Shit, she was like a detective, or even a bloody interrogator. I continued, "... Well, he had this phase which I indulged him in for a few months. And I'm talking, three years ago or more. Not now." Interesting. Go on." Well, when we used to make love..." My heart fluttered. I took a sip of the cold cocktail to quell my nerves. But I still. Please meet Dean Perkins at the spanking chair.” With that Bonnie lifted up the visitors’ chair and placed in the center of the room, facing the couch. “Can we close the door, Miss Anderson?” “Afraid someone is listening, Julie. Now you know how the others felt. Not very private, is it?” “Dean Perkins is in charge of insuring proper behavior by the students and staff, and I think this falls into that realm. Dean, please do your duty.” With that, Perkins removed his jacket, went to the chair. My husband slowed as he was finishing ejecting the last of his jism into my extemely satisfied hole. Hes still almost rock hard so he begins all over again thrusting firmly and just as his pelvis nudges my ass cheeks he rams me so hard he picks my feet up off the floor a little. THAT drives me nuts! I wasnt sure Id be ready to go for another orgasm just yet but Mmmmm it felt so good. I was getting use to it and we had the rythm in sync. I can go again now. Im lost in pre-orgasmic thought when. But the idea of diddling around in another man's pecker juice, although not something I have actually contemplated, was surely an idea that would have grossed me out. So I'm surprised at how much I'm enjoying this. And because she's obviously getting off on it, too, it's really starting to turn me on.It's apparent that Jeff is starting to really enjoy what she's doing. But he only just fucked her about half an hour ago and he is, after all, in his mid fifties. This will probably take a while..