My wife let out a little moan and pushed her ass back to meet the groping hand of her friend as she felt the other one slides from her neck and should...rs down to her breasts and draw little circles around her nipples and breasts as Marcia continued to kiss and nibble my wife's neck and shoulders.Now if ever I wanted to have sex with my wife I knew all I had to do was kiss and nibble her shoulders and neck and soon she would be sucking on my cock. Marcia was talking to my wife all the time her. So this girl wasn't a natural blonde?The principal's own groin was maddeningly alive with sensation, and he began to feel the perspiration breaking out on his face. His thighs trembled with the tension and his stomach churned. This must have shown on his face for as Erica sat down on the sofa she looked up at him and asked solicitously, "Are you all right, Mr. Thompson?"Erica Schmidt's bright blue eyes flicked over her school principal's trembling form, resting briefly but obviously on the. "Is he not everything I said?" she asked. Katya nodded, releasing a shy smile. "Is it all right if she touched it, Rhykov?" she continued, "Katya's never..." Be my guest. She may examine whatever she likes. I'll not stand in the way of a girl's education." They all laughed, as Risa took her sister's hand and guided it to Rhykov's cock."See?" she explained, "he likes this... just under here and you must rub so, but not too hard at first." Did you really put it in your mouth?" Katya asked her. But it was too late. I heard Mr. Shaver’s chair creek as he leaned back, his heels hitting the desk, one bye one.“Continue, Miss Cranston,” he said. I heard him light up a cigarette.“Pete Townsend always feels me up in the elevator, sir. I---I don’t like it when he puts his fingers in me.”“That’s no excuse,” he said sternly, “Now take off those panties and come here.” Cool air rushed over me as I pulled the panties down, kicking them off with one heeled shoe. I walked to my boss’ desk and.