The night began with Jim and I taking a taxi to our house after telling Melissa I would not be home until late we hid ourselves away. I have to tell y...u, I was kind of excited to watch my wife being violated by a big cock.Melissa arrived home and we could hear her pull in to the garage and then unlock the door and enter in to the kitchen. I could hear her singing to herself as she looked through the mail and put her coat away. I knew she'd be coming back to the bedroom shortly. I had taken the. " Anne smiled at him in welcome. "Ofcourse she does Emma. How could she not?"It all seemed so familiar. All girls together. His grey dress clungto him, emphasising each movement, each curve of his body, mouldingover his breasts, sliding over his silken lingerie and hose. He hadto keep reminding himself that a week ago he was still entombed inthe cell at Reception with no inkling of what lay in store. In asort of hopeless, isolated limbo with no future. Now we wassurrounded by companions,. Mr. Hathaway stopped Brittany short and she heard a door open. Moments later, a light came to life and she found herself looking down a set of rickety wooden stairs.?Down. Now.?Swallowing hard, Brittany looked over her shoulder at Mr. Hathaway. ?Mmmmph??A pair of cold, hard eyes met her imploring gaze. The fingers around her neck tightened.?Walk down, or fall down.?Mewling into the tape, Brittany eyed the stairs and started down. Mr. Hathaway lingered in the doorway until the undersides of. She moved forward and, with her warm sucking wetness around him, and feeling her active tongue flicking his frenum, he watched his cock vanish into that mouth. She pulled back again and looked up, and the need and excitement in her wide pupils so caught him that he felt the tell-tale sweetness of his orgasm calling him. He jerked forwards again in reflex to Teacher’s probing finger and entered her once more, rather too quickly. He rode the moment, and her, and enjoyed the rising sweetness. God.