Her sexual hang-ups were nonexistent. She thought nothing of having sex with a different man every week or month, and she routinely bedded the best lo...king women. It was like a Frenchman drinking wine; part of the culture for her.I left the employ of the college when I began my two year residency program, so I decided to ask Inga to dinner, now that she was no longer one of my students. She liked me; we had gotten along famously and she readily accepted my invitation. I am tall and told that. Did you have a great time Honey, oh yes baby, can we do it again next year.That evening we set up camp and Tessa told me she was going to take a shower quickly. Off she went with bag in hand. I see her go into the men’s showers, I thought she would shoot out embarrassed and blushing. No, not at all, looks like she was looking for seconds. She emerged out of the shower some 2 hours later and looking rather flushed. I later find out that my crew, some of my oldest mates were in the showers and. He was so hot from watching her move around him that he thought he would explode. When she started meeting him thrust for thrust, sending his cock deep into her throat, he knew he could not hold out very long.She used her hands on his hips to pull him deep into her mouth. He grabbed her hair and pulled her to him at the same time. They moved in sync with long, deep, hard strokes. His cock was rigid and he felt ready. She brought her right hand forward, then, reaching between his legs, she. She had to admit she liked being with a man like that, and it contrasted strikingly with her husband. Not to mention the excitement that seemed to follow Jackson around. He was in command and he knew it. However still her mind was unsettled about what was happening.She shuddered at the way she had so willing blown him and her eagerness to take that great big dick down her throat. It had tasted so good, when it should have disgusted her. There should have been no sense of pride that she had deep.