We still want each other just as much - and as often - as we did at eighteen.When we have recovered a little and are holding each other close I say to...Erik. "This afternoon YOUR daughter told me why they go to their grandparents each time you're coming back." Oh, just what did she say?"I tell him the whole conversation, bringing a laugh and a tight hug. Then I add, "And you'll never guess what she wants for her birthday."He doesn't even try to guess and I tell him about the vibrator. He smiles. She was wearing nothing but a silky white thong. The white material was illuminated against her tanned buttocks. When she heard me enter she turned and smiled. I could do nothing but smile back and gaze at her beautiful body. She motioned for me to sit, and I moved toward the table and took my seat at the head of the table. She carefully placed a generous portion of each dish onto my plate and stood at my side while I sampled each. She was a great cook, a trait she did not get from her mother.. I just enjoy seeing my students be pleased. That’s all.” he said as he went back to licking my now semi flaccid dick. He continued doing that until finally waved me to leave. “Mr. Rowwe, I can help you with that,” I said pointing at his cock. That thing was huge, thick, and hairy. Seeing it reminded me of my dad’s.“Some other day Eric, I’m saving this load for Mrs. Clark. I heard you fucked her good before my class.” he said as he began to stroke his dick. There was something about hearing Mr.. "You've just said yourself that you've got nothing to be ashamed of," I said with a big smile.He kept staring at me, the pig, and the picture he had shown me, made me feel light headed. I knew he was going to show it to all his mates once we had gone back to school. The thought of him doing so made my pussy gush; I needed to be naked."I'm going to have a shower," she said and flounced out of the room.The thought of her naked body under the shower had already got me hard again and naughty.