Jessie's breath was coming in deep gasps and heavy pants, her body shook and trembled. Her orgasm exploded upon her and her hips bucked out of the wat...r. Mira's hands followed Jessie's contorting body and continued their relentless assault on her orgasming sex. Jessie's thick vaginal juices gushed out past her spasming labia and swirled into the water."IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE .."Jessie slumped back onto Mira's soft body and moaned softly as Mira's wonderful hands let her come down slowly from. Her right hand was full of my nearly fully erect cock, and she pushed it to the side and told me to turn my head and cough. No sooner did I get the cough out, and I heard her ask me, “So, is that a banana in my hand or are you just happy to see me?” My initial reaction was to laugh, so I did. She laughed as well. As I turned to look at her while we were laughing, all the sudden, the look in her eyes was very different. She was no longer just a doctor down there, but there was something. Of course, her bare ass and pussy were of special concern to her. She was not an exhibitionist in any way, shape or form and she knew that Jeff wished she was.After twenty-four years of marriage, one son and working as a nurse for the last eighteen years, her once firm, thin, young form was now middle-aged, soft and a bit more curvy than she liked. Jeff constantly told her that she was beautiful, but she had a hard time looking in the mirror without remembering that sexy, younger Lisa.'She's. . Permit me to introduce myself. My name is Hiram Hightower, an alliteration with which my parents cursed me long ago and which will be of little interest to you. But I am, or was before my retirement last year, a professor of economics whose job it was to teach that subject to a rather motley assembly of human students whose ignorance of it was often on a par with that of your dolphin—Minacou, is it?”“Yes, Minacou. I’m happy to meet you, Dr. Hightower. I’m Margaret Russell, please call me.