. No, I’ve seen her do it already... Why? Because I told her to!... Mhmmm, that’s a brilliant idea... Why don’t you tell her yourself?... No, sh...’s right next to me... Ok, you tell her!” And suddenly, Lisa was sitting on Helen’s lap, their faces cheek to cheek, the phone between their ears, and Helen could smell the faint aroma of flowery perfume. Her heart beat almost painfully, and a finger poking her chest brought her back into the here and now. “Say something.” Lisa mouthed. “Hello?” She. .. recreation, shall we say."More muffled giggling, and some glances. Ilsa and Melanie looked at each other quickly, sharing the smile of lovers.The assistant headmistress took off her glasses for emphasis. "Unfortunately, those two problems were as follows-" she held up one finger--"intimate contact with boys, and --" a second finger joined the first --"drugs being smuggled into the school, in a variety of ingenious ways."More murmuring, and giggling, causing the woman to put up her hand for. I stood up to the hole and the two knots and found that they were almost at the right spots and even with my groin and tits, just a little to low for me, but maybe not for my wife! An idea began to form in my head. As I thought about it, I popped out the two knots above the hole. Later that week, I told my wife I was going to build a lounge chair for the pool and that I needed to measure her to make sure I got it long and wide enough so it would be comfortable. I really was going to build. She was breathing heavily and looking at me with eyes ready to devour. I smiled cockily, shaking my head. ‘Not yet, baby.’ Unbuttoning her jeans, I hurriedly pushed them down to her thighs and unceremoniously pushed my hand inside, all the way down to her soaking panties. She looked so amazingly sexy undulating against me, pressed in between me and the wall. When I finally entered her she gasped loudly, rocking harder against my hand. The sounds in the elevator were getting louder and I had to.