“AGAIN!!!!!” He yelled back, “Why ARE YOU A DUMB BITCH??!!”“BECAUSE ALL YOU USE ME FOR IS MY…..TIGHT……WET……AWWWWWWW……..OHHHHHH... FUCK…………. MY FUCKING CUNT!......MY FUCKING CUNT!!!! OHHHHHHH SHIT SHIT …..SHIIIIIIITTTTTTT” I screamed as I felt myself rocking with orgasm, squirting all over his prick, uncontrollably shaking as I felt my clit pulse the hot liquid all over him. I fell back hard onto his body, my knees weak. “WHY YOU Little SLUt! Your coming all over me! Your soaking my dick slut.. I was wondering if you would help by sitting at the other end to make it go up and down?” I smile up at him. “Yes of course,” I reply. I get to my feet, and as I do so my short skirt rides up my thighs, revealing my white panties. I hastily pull it down, pretending to be embarrassed, and he watches me with a smile. He carries his child over to the see – saw. As he has his back to me, helping her to sit and hold on, I quickly put my hands up my skirt, and pull my panties to one. I begged Kim to send me a copy and she did. Oh, my.Outed.I just sat there with this fat, dumb smile on my face.A few days later Taria told me she was coming to Boston to give a paper at some kind of history convention. She teaches history at some little college a long way from here. Being a little cautious, she didn't mention where or when--just said she was coming to Boston. Still, she knew my husband is a history professor, so she must have guessed I could find out pretty easily which meeting. .I ..Umm came over early.” When she blushes her lovely chest flushes a peach color, I wet my lips and stare her straight in the eyes with an almost predatory look. She looks back with a startled deer in headlights comparison but it rapidly dissipates to a wanton lustful stare. I reach her and lightly caress her cheek with my one hand, my other hand trails my nails slowly down her arm, raising goose bumps across her arms and hardening her nipples making her draw her breathe sharply. I tilt her.