Sure enough next morning heather was there ,this time i was fully concious.i chatted a little and she laughed at the right places.she was going to pul... the curtains round the bed this time.she told me it was because i was concious.she pulled the sheet back and gasped.this time i was fully errect and waiting.she smiled and told me she had seen some cocks in hospital but mine was the nicest.not the biggest just the nicest.with that she started to wash me.she may just have been kind but i said i. THE URGE wasimpervious to criticism, but Mary was not. Why do I havethese thoughts, she asked herself sadly? Why?As Beth drifted off, Mary closed the book and crept outof the bedroom. In the bathroom, she examined herself inthe large half mirror. Mary Savior, wife and mother atthirty-six years. The Classic Soccer Mom. Had theminivan and suburban house. Identified herself first asa mother, second as a wife, third as a lover. She stood five foot nothing in her stocking flat feet;weighed between. Warm liquid splashed against my bare chest as my wife's pussy squirted a torrent of clear viscous fluid from its depths. She had never squirted before and I loved it."Fuck me now baby," Kara said urgently once her climax had ebbed.I knelt behind her and sank my 6 1/2 inch dick into her liquid core. The mental stimulus overload ensured that I would cum quickly. I fucked my wife hard and fast for a minute before I pulled out and came on her delicious ass."Clean up your mess," Kara said. Clothing and toilet articles however were specificallyprohibited and he finally took only his writing paper, alarm clock, andthe pocket book he had been reading. The bags and their contents wouldremain in the professor's apartment for safe keeping.As she handed him the key to his room she added a final instruction, "Beup and showered by seven but don't get your hair wet." As she said thishis hand raised instinctively to feel the curlers which he had forgottenwere still in place. "I'll remove.