..she does this thing with her fingers,mouth and toungue she has me exploding deep in her throat,she swallows every drop as I am drinking all of her.....I get up she slips a condom on me and says "ready to fuck my sweet pussy?" I just smile and said "Yes I am ready to fuck your sweet pussy and that ass of yours too" she's standing at the end of the sofa wiggling her ass at me like its a fucking bullseye and my cock is the dart.I grab her by the hips aim the head at her and slide it in slowly,just. The next night arrived and my wife, once again, took a bit longer than usual as she prepared herself. Once she was ready, she gave me the usual peek on the cheek and said,“If last week was any indication” she said, “don’t wait up. I know that you’re alarm goes off early.”“Will you wake me” I asked excitedly, “Like you did last week?”“Perhaps” she said, with a bit of a smile. “Depends on how I feel.”With that, she waved and walked out of the door. I turned in with no word from my wife at around. Just as our conversation finished I felt a foot on my crotch, I jumped a little but not enough to draw attention. Since Rita was sitting next to me I knew it wasn’t her, but mom and Aunt Lisa were right next to each other across from me, and both were busy eating breakfast. The mysterious foot was really grinding into my crotch, and I was getting a little aroused, so I pretended to fix my pants so I could get a glimpse to see what direction the leg would retreat to, but whosever foot it was. I had planned on being more diplomatic, but the perversity of the request had bought my blood to the point of ebullition. Miss Love chuckled, which only infuriated me further. I dont think that is appropriate behavior for a teacher, I pointed out, this time in a more controlled tone. She chuckled again. It is for a teacher who works at a bestiality school, she replied. I was stunned. Bebestiality school? I stuttered, hoping my ears had deceived me. They had not. The beautiful teacher laughed,.