“How are you?”“I’m fine.” Bobby looked curious. “How are ... you?”“Peachy,” she said, aloud. In the silence of her mind, she gasped,...“Horny for one of my underage students!?”“You look ... flustered,” he said.“I’ve been thinking about the magic wand,” she said.He grinned. “Is that what we’re calling it? The magic wand?”“It isn’t funny, Bobby,” she said.His face went impassive.“Of course not,” he said. “It just seems...”“Trite? Cartoonish? I didn’t name it that. It just came out of my mouth that. Here’s what you need to know.What do you mean by multiple, exactly?“Multiple orgasms generally refers to more than one orgasm in a single session,” O’Reilly says.They can be s p a c e d out. Or, they can occur in quick succession, one after the other after the other after the… you get the point.Wait, we’re not just talking about edging, right?Edging ≠ multiple orgasms. In fact, they’re basically the exact opposite.“Edging refers to bringing yourself (or your partner) right to the brink of. I chose a short black dress and a red thong; with matching stiletto heels. I looked myself in the mirror and saw that David would like my slutty look…I sat on the couch; put aside my red thong and shoved again my fingers deep in my hungry cunt. Just as I came again, I heard Victor’s car pulling into the driveway. I looked to the back kitchen window and made sure the bedroom’s curtain was still full open…It was starting to get dark outside.I met my hubby at the door with a wet kiss. Ten minutes. “There’s a good boy, eat it all.”She let me wash my hands next and then I pulled her knickers on, over my soft cock.“Much better,” she said, “Now come with me.”I followed her to the bathroom and she closed the door behind us. She then lifted her skirt and pulled down her knickers and sat down on the toilet.“On your knees in front of me,” she demanded.I knelt down and waited.She then started to pee, right there in front of me, the hiss of piss passing her labia and the tinkle as it hit the water.