The window was open, letting in a light, warm breeze, and the sounds of the city outside: the hiss and thrush of cars mostly, and the voices and occas...onal shouts of students. I drew the tips of my fingers up the back of her thigh and under her dress, and gently pressed the gusset of her panties. She gave a little grunt and squirmed slightly.“You can do that if you want,” she whispered into my neck, her eyes closed. “But I don’t want to have sex with you today.”“Okay,” I said and withdrew my. "Ok, so let's get more personal. When you think about sex right now,what does your ideal partner look like.. and be honest!" Britney asked."Britney! That is NOT appropriate!" my wife replied."No really, come on I want to hear Jessica say what's on her mind," shepressed."My ideal partner is my wife of course," I replied."Ooh, so your a lesbian then.. How kinky!" Britney replied."How am I lesbian? Cindy is my wife," I said before Britney cut me off."Yea but look at you, you're a beautful woman. If you behave and obey all the rules, and obey me, you will not lose any points and you will be promoted to Fifth grade. If you disobey me and break the rules and misbehave, you will not have 100 points at the end of the year, and you will have to repeat Fourth grade. Simple enough, right?" As before, we nodded and babbled our reply disjointedly and out of time, "rirightrightight." "O.K., young man, Robert, uh, Masted, will you please tell the class about punishments?" I was on. Her pussy was so warm, it shot bolts up his spine when it squirmed and shook with pleasure. Hazel tilted her head back to meet his mouth. He tasted like honey and she did everything she could to drink more. But the dick was too good and she spasmned with every thrust. She moaned and screamed and held his hand tightly. Why did he have to do this to me? Hazel thought. His dick went so deep, she came hard and lost her footing, overwhelmed. He held her close though, and supported her weight. "Shh.