I pour champagne over your hips and watch it trickle down over your wet, swollen pussy lips, the bubbles driving you wild. I lick all round your pussy... teasing you making you want to feel my tongue on your lips, and then when you least expect it you feel my warm tongue run up the full length of your pussy, the contrast with the cold bubbles making you moan. Your pussy tastes so sweet and I get lost in between your legs, tasting you, teasing you my tongue feeling your clit get harder under my. "Oh... hey," he smiled.I still didn't move. I was completely frozen out of embarassement and shock. This was supposed to be a five minute masturbation session and then back to class. I didn't anticipate another party walking in. He waited for a response before letting out a sly laugh, "You know I saw you, don't matter if you move or not." Yeah..." I mumbled. I was still completely exposed. My legs were spread out, open for viewing. Once I realized this, I coyly closed my legs and looked down.. She'd always come home to Max, though and let him mount her sore, swollen pussy while she gave me a blowjob.Missing my time with Bella, I grew closer and closer to Max as we shared the same house, bed and bitch and I started missing having a warm hole to fuck aside from an occasional blowjob from Jenna. One day while Max was fucking away at her, I decided to lube up and test my luck to see if Max would mind me fucking him in the ass while he pounded my beautiful, blond, psuedo-wife. He stopped. She’d caught herself checking his hand for a wedding ring one day and feeling some unexpected tingles between her thighs when she’d noticed that he didn’t have one. Her fantasy had life, indeed… The current session rolled on, and before long the class reached their break, which was about twenty minutes for ‘lunch’ at the midpoint. Rachel was glad for it today. Between her thoughts about Josh and her intermittent fantasies involving her teacher, she’d definitely been eager for a chance to walk.