She was wearing a thin pale blue cotton blouse; almost see through, that she had tied in a knot at her tummy, showing off a bit of midriff. With cut o...f blue denim shorts the outfit accentuated her long tanned legs and her tits pushed that thin cotton blouse out like two headlights on a 1950’s Plymouth. I was getting hornier with every step I took with my wife’s cute arse swaying this way and that as she strode down the path. Being midsummer there wasn’t a cloud in the sky, no risk of. I felt a bit guilty, particularly since most of her chats were between her sister and other immediate family members, and the rest were work questions, etc. I was about to close her phone when I saw something in her 'utilities' folder. KIK? I didn't know what that was and my curiosity got the best of me, so....It popped right open... no password needed, and there was a massive stream of texts. I couldn't believe my eyes: very specific sexual discussions and even pictures.. pictures of my wife's. Good thinking Andrew I teased him as I lightly punched his arm. Oh god, I cant believe Im actually helping you try to fuck our teacher. He said ashamed. I laughed quite loudly as we walked into class. That afternoon I sent him an email, I decided to go with Andrews idea of just pretending his homework was hard, as I didnt really care to actually learn anything during our meeting. Hi Mr. Rush, I was wondering if you would be able to set up a time to meet me to go over some problems I had with. Honey was now in sweet trance-like state as her little bell-end squeezed and pulsed between the pole and her belly; she felt the whip bite again and again in quick succession now, saw huge black velvety cocks with dripping shiny bell-ends, thought of how her new master’s cock would hurt her bottom more than any whip, heard the women laughing at her pain… she squealed in a different tone now; the lash bit home yet again as she trembled all over in sweet ecstasy and complete submission, hot cum.