I stradle between your legs, and you lean down, looking back and moan as you lick your lips. YOu reach back and pull your cheeks apart as I pull your ...hong aside and shove my cock into your waiting anus. I fuck your hard and you almost cum, but I pull out and push you down and tell you to get completely naked for me. You do and you give me a hot show as you take off the last piece, your dirty thong. YOu rub your legs and feet against my chest playfully biting your lips and begging me to fill. It was odd holding a baby to my breast and cooing while I rocked in achair dressed as Angel. After some time I began to understand thecloseness a mother feels with her baby and that was the main lesson ofthis course. Of course taking care of the child, bathing, feeding,washing, and changing were all part as well but they wanted us tounderstand the feeling and bonding between mother and daughter.My ballet class was becoming more complex but the lessons really helpedaccentuate my movements and. I'll get it."When she returned, she had two good-looking big guys in tow. She introduced us to Mark and David. Pat said in a sultry voice, "Why don't we all retire to your bedroom?"I had no idea what she was up to, but I could only imagine it was something degrading. Pat whispered something in Kathy's ear, which changed her expression from excitement to wanton "Slut". I could see her start to drool with desire. My wife looked my way and said, "Honey, take off your clothes and lay on the bed. "I didn't finish my question before." Okay, what's the rest of it?" I. . ." she exhaled heavily; "I always wished that I could have taken inventory of your body -- count your fingers and toes, check out the shape of your body. . . Would it be totally weird and perverted if I wanted to see you naked? Even though you're 29, and not a little baby?"I smiled. It was an odd request, for sure. But there was a definite part of me that wanted to open myself to Andrea like that. In fact. . ."Well,.