Even so, apart from one deep groan, I never stop my appointed task of orally arousing your beautiful breasts, although for fairness sake I have now sh...fted my attentions to the other one.Your breathing starts to break down into ragged pants, interspersed with short high-pitched gasps, and I realise that you are riding the crest of the wave towards orgasm. Suddenly, you grasp the wrist of my pussy-poking hand, and hoarsely exhort me:‘Finger ... aaaahh! Finger, use it, c’mon babe, finger-fuck. I realized she would be getting some fan mail from admirers when this was over. Then Fargo made the mistake of standing. I pulled back and smacked him flush on the chin so hard my hand hurt. I was considering kicking him in the balls before he regained consciousness when I heard him growl.To my eternal shock, Fargo was still standing. He at least at the decency to rub his chin a little before he knocked me ass over tin cup with a right hand I never even saw. While I was struggling to regain my. Now, some of my classmates showed up for lectures “dressed to impress”. Given that this was circa 1980, we’re not talking see through tops or anything, but, still, not everybody dressed “office casual”, which might be a good description of Kathy’s typical wardrobe selections.So, when I stood to observe her small two piece swimsuit, well, it was flattering, and left no doubt that this was an adult woman. I was sufficiently jaded that I did not promptly display a “gallant reflex”, but, well, this. The waitress came over and I asked her for some napkins because my husband had made a mess in his lap and she looked over and could see his cum all over his shorts and she giggled and went to get some napkins. She brought them back and just stood there and I told him to go ahead and clean up she was going to wait to see if we needed any more. She was quite amused by this and asked me if he often made this kind of a mess when we were out. I told her this was the first time this happened but that.