It was red and still swollen. Dried crusty cum outlined her oval as I got nearer.“We had sex for a long time,” she said.I could tell.“Can you ta...te him?” “Mark came in me twice,” she said. I didn’t respond verbally, I just muttered. I could feel her pushing outward by her muscles contracting. The taste of cum got stronger.“PUT your tongue inside me, I can hardly feel you,” she commented.I pushed further in as she wanted. It felt good. “Ahhh, that’s better,” my wife said. I continued. No sign of Josephine . I head downstairs as i discover i have left my car keys in my bag. As i walk passed the mens room i hear a woman whimpering i poke my head around and i see her feet bound to the shoe stand and her hands bound to the overhead locker anchor points stark naked. Large red patches on her bottom as the boy next door uses a table tennis bat on her butt . Your a foul mouthed bitch who needs to be educated. Mrs Wiata, Mrs Black and Mrs Goldsmith do not need to hear you. ” it took me hardly 3 seconds to say “How can someone say no to such a beautiful creature” to which she replied “Then treat me as if I am your girlfriend and lets move on to my bedroom or you are still waiting for the coffee” I said “Well no more coffee, I am happy with the milk only”She said “Horny fellow” and we moved to her bedroom and both of us jumped over the bed. As soon as we jumped on the bed, we started kissing like anything. We were french kissing, deep kissing and it continued for. I went to the bathroom and masturbated thinking about having sex with a girl but I could not reach an orgasm. I wanted something real. I went back to bed and saw swati sleeping. She was wearing a t-shirt and yoga pants. She was looking so sexy and I started thinking about having sex with her.For some days I masturbated while thinking about swati. Finally one night I gathered some courage. While swati was sleeping I started touching her. I touched her breasts from the top of her t-shirt. She had.