My cheek now rested on the inside of her thigh. It felt so soft and warm on my cheek.I could smell her sweat and arousal again. I thought I was going ...o retch the first time I was forced to inhale her stench but now I thought of it as a not unpleasant odor. Perhaps I'd gotten used to it although that seemed hardly possible since not even a day had passed since she'd been sitting on my face."Who would have believed you'd be kneeling here now between my legs when we first met," Miriam said as she. Hugging me tightly he replies, "My sexy lady, I just couldn't wait any longer today to see your beautiful face." Kissing me deeply, as his rough hands go up my shirt, he begins to pull it off. I feel his fingers lightly tracing my back as he kisses me, walking me backwards. He begins to kiss my neck as he starts to tear my shirt off. I hear buttons flying to the floor. "Baby I love your beautiful tits," as he kisses his way down to my bra covered breasts. Tearing my bra off my breasts, he. Wrinkles formed at the corners of his eyes and made him look stronger. I wanted him to strike at me again. All that power and muscle unleashed. It was only when he walked back up to the front of the class and yelled for everyone to get in attention stance that I realized my breathing was deep, erratic and worst of all loud enough for others around me to hear. That night I masturbated in my bed thinking about his power and that punch. I imagined him striking the air, muscles flexing, arms. I rounded the corner and there she was, picture perfect, walking a few paces behind her husband, the lucky sod. My dick began to stiffen as I feasted on her beauty. My thoughts were interrupted. You… Id not really taken much notice of her husband other than thinking hes so lucky and wishing it was me in his place but I tore my eyes from the feast and looked at him. You… You like my wife, yes? Well she is stunning, I think a lot of guys would drool. Is he having a go because I eyed up his wife?.