His eyes once again briefly found her breasts and then, looking up with a smile said, “It’s Tom. And yes but I need a book that is referenced by t...is author. Do you know if you have it?” He pushed the book over to her.She had the naughty thought to give him a little show so she leaned over, looking down at the book, her breasts almost dangling out of her sweater. She knew her areolas were visible and her erect nipples were just on the edges of the sweater. She could feel his eyes drinking in. When I was in a hurry, I’d just let her crawl into position, spread her legs and let the piss fly.“This is a demonstration, Honey. What’s the point of you demonstrating taking a piss or a shit if everything’s not easy to see. It’s dusk already so as it is, it’s darker and it’ll be less public for you. That won’t be the case if anyone wants to see you piss or shit again in the morning. I doubt whether Joe or Kyle have ever watched a real woman piss before. It’ll be educational for them too. So. I wanted to taste it. I had tasted my own cum previously out of curiosity and I wondered if his juice would taste the same as mine."Open wide baby," Deanna said playfully. She had started cheating after she learned of my long term affair with a woman ten years my junior and she wasn't discrete about it. My affair was with one person but Deanna used my desire to save our marriage as leverage to fuck a string of younger men. As time passed she flaunted her infidelity more and more. She would come. Michelle was, however, late returning. (Back then, there were no cell phones, but she wasn't late enough for Brad to call her parents and check on her.) He was surprised when the doorbell rang. He opened it, intending to get rid of whoever it was as quickly as possible. The woman standing there was Natalie, a friend of his wife's. "I have a message from Michelle," she said, and he invited her in, wondering what could be going on. The hand-written note said: "Brad, Natalie and I.