“What would your husband say if he walked in now?” I enquired as she settled into a slow and gentle wanking motion. “I couldn’t care less! I�...d carry on in front of him! He hasn’t got a fucking leg to stand on when it comes to cheating!” My right hand was roaming all over her back and came to focus on her prominent rear. My left hand was pinching her large, pale nipples and she squirmed slightly. “You know what I’d love to do to that pathetic husband of mine? I want to tie him up and force him. Much to Stacey's delight the two were soon frenching on the couch in the change room. Jayney felt good and sterted relax when she felt Stacey's hands undoing the buttons on the front of her uniform. poerless to stop her Jayney let her uniform fall to her waist. Soon Stacey was greedily sucking and licking Jayneys inch long nipples and Jayney was loving every second of it. She loved having her tits and nipples sucked on whether it be a guy a girl or anyone for that matter. Her tits were. I pulled her closer to me, her hands in my hair. Our kisses were frantic, her tongue pushing into my mouth. I ran my hands up her back, before moving my right hand around and under her left breast, feeling the weight in my palm. She moved closer, crushing her breast into my hand. Callie moaned into my ear, her lips biting the lobe. Her hand on my thigh, stroking up and down, each up stroke getting nearer my crotch. I buried my face in her neck, gently biting the skin, tongue tracing up and down. You aren’t physically altered by sex in cyberspace.” “That might be so, but it’s often much better here than the real world. I can tell you! I was talking to Delia. And I got to ask why she was so reluctant to have sex. You know, why else do you go to a dyke chat room? And she confessed that she didn’t want to because she was a nun. And that she’d made her vows. And that she wasn’t going to have sex in cyberspace any more than in real space. Fuck! What a hypocrite! If she’s so fucking.