In the car Anne was now slowly working her cock into the slit teasing out little globes of pre cum the glans was getting a deeper purple colour as it ...ot even harder if that was possible, she glanced up at where she knew I would be hiding I could see the hint of a lascivious smile before her mouth once again engulfed his cock. If I had been the guy I would have already shot my load, but guys Anne had affairs with were made of sterner stuff and he looked like it was going to be a while before he. On her feet, she had open-toed leather sandals.Miss Martin was a walking wet dream, and to say she oozed sex would be like saying “Star Wars” was a movie with some space ships in it. She turned to the blackboard, and wrote her name for us to see, and as she wrote, reaching over her head towards the top of the blackboard, her butt jiggled, and her crepe dress swished, and I felt a tingly feeling in my gut as watched her. I don’t think I was Robinson Crusoe in that room, either, and I’m sure. My nipples grew hard and my pussy started to betray me, again.That was the moment when my mouth opened and my thoughts spilled out, “I’ll make a deal with you, Alan. I haven’t had sex in two years. If you rub a little preserves on your dick, I’ll eat every bit of it.”My words stunned him for a few seconds. But when I grabbed the button on the top of his jeans, he jerked his shirt over his head and threw it to the floor. “Damn!” I thought, “There’s that beautiful chest again.” Once the zipper. Some how the topic of her sleeping with someone else came up again. She told me that if that's what I really wanted then she would do it. She came up with the scenario of dressing up really sexy to see if a guy would approach her at some lounge/bar type place. I told her that a guy approaching her would certainly not be a problem for her. She said that she would then take him back to the hotel and fuck him while I waited at the lounge. I of course wasn't buying into it. I said, "how would I.