“I do.”He leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head, as he always did when he was thinking. His slate blue eyes traveled blankly ...ver the classroom. “I’ve had it with Monica,” he whispered.His wife. Grace knew they’d been having problems lately, more than usual, but he hadn’t said anything quite like this before. “Ben,” she began carefully, “we talked about this last week, remember? And you said you didn’t care what it took, you were going to stick with her and make it work for. I leaned down and ran my lips over him through the soft, thin cotton. His breathing was already going a bit ragged, even before I freed him from the material and wrapped my hand around him, squeezing lightly at the base and running my hand along his shaft. I wanted to play with him like this longer, but I could no longer resist tasting him. I began to very slowly run the tip of my tongue from the base of his cock to the head, completely losing myself in his scent, taste, and the silken texture. Not an easy task I can tell you! (But one that is very much appreciated) … now this isn’t just down to size, shape, angle or skill alone… I have to be immensely turned on by the bloke and the situation… so well done chaps… (You know who you are!). Anyway, we were careful to make sure he removed his uniform during the fun so as to avoid explaining why it got ‘wet’ on his break… awkward! We spent almost the entire visit fucking. Good, deep, sensual, passionate fucking. My legs began to shudder as. I didn’t really think much about it, it was a Sunday and it was only skeleton staff on duty and by 3pm most had gone so I walked down to her unit. The a****ls all seemed very quiet in there and no immediate sign of Toni until she called out from above somewhere, she was at the top of a pile of hay bales used for feed and called for me to join her. She had made a sort of small room and said she often used it to get some quiet time and this time she had covered the floor with old sacks. She had.