I could see why her undergrads always gave her high ratings on her reviews for the classes she taught.Miraculously, by day seven, I could to really th...ow my voice in a somewhat convincing manner. Aubrey had me call to order take out, and call customer service lines to see if the operators would answer back with “Misses” or “Ma’ams.” They did. I don’t know why, but when they did I was happy.Day eight was hygiene. Aubrey woke me up with a hand job and then told me to get in the bathroom and rub. I just smiled at him.Not sure why but it didnt take me long whether it was the sound of her puking or John watching me slam into my wife from behind with her tits swinging about but i blew my load deep into her pussy John was also close too he was really thrashing his cock and i could tell he was about to cum i rolled over some toilet roll so he wouldnt blow over the floor when he whispered can i look please.I whispered "at what" he said your cum dripping out. It was a massive risk she was. I sat there for a few seconds before nervously getting out and walking round to the front of the car. It was still barely daylight and he had turned his headlights on to help him see me. I stood in front of him and slowly started to undress until I was only wearing the girly underwear and he moved closer to me and cupped his right hand over one of the bra cup and gently squeezed it just like I was a girl and he was squeezing my breast. At first I did not do anything but I decided I should stop. I slide the rocket up my butt, which was all wet with my juices, and started rubbing. In only a few seconds I was coming again, this time much harder than the first. Leaving the rocket in my butt, I used some tissue to clean my self up, grabbed the leash and my dog and off we went. Walking across the parking lot, I had to keep my cheeks clenched to keep the rocket in place. It felt like it was going to slip out with every step. Several people were walking towards me, going back to their.