The Cabbie carried my bags to the door and I thanked him , gave him another 10 for the fair and a tip.My heart was racing as I put groceries away , ha...hazardly shoving boxes and cans into the pantry not caring where they went.I grabbed the scissors and almost had to stop myself from running up the stairs as i cradled the plastic clamshell housing my new and welcome addition to the bathroom.I read the instructions twice.Turned the radio on and then I carefully cut the plastic and slipped the. I could feel intense pleasure in my cock and balls, as I reached down and began stroking myself. The scene was surreal, a cock up my ass, another in my mouth, and me stroking my cock as fast as I could. Pounding my ass harder and harder I could tell my ass fucker was getting close to cumming, and I could feel my cock leaking precum onto my hand. I knew I was close to cumming myself. But before either of us could cum, the guy in my mouth thrust hard and held as he emptied his balls down my. ’ It was my turn to remain silent. I heard his footsteps retreat in the direction of the master bathroom. They disappeared when he reached the carpet. I heard the door click shut. When I finally turned around, I encountered our empty bedroom. His suit jacket was draped across the bed. When I looked at the blue silk lining, I noticed a loosened thread. I pulled it and snapped it off. The jacket looked as good as new. The door clicked open. When I looked up, my husband was facing me. He clutched. The school is divided into a series of blocks, each with a specific area of study. For example this is the Performing Arts block, and that over there," she said, gesturing down a corridor, "is the science block. I'll give you a map of the school to go with your timetable, so you can find your way around more easily."By this point lessons, had started, and the corridors and other open spaces were quiet. There was the odd face looking at us out of a window, but for the most part, we were ignored..