Ill show you my tit, she said and began to unbutton.No Janet its ok, you don’t have to do that, look jus rub your foot over my crotch, I shud get bi... and u can see it.She placed her black pump of her right foot over my crotch, I removed those ugly pumps (im a stiletto guy) My cock wriggled into action, her toes massaging the tip. “Its getting too big for ur pants”, she excitedly said, “take em off”While she sat on her wheely chair I stood up and undid my pants. She pulled it down and my bright. Monday was a split work day for us, so we could get there for the half-day of school. Besides, we were a little concerned about leaving them at home by themselves that afternoon until we knew a little more about them.It turned out that we got to the school just before it let out for the day, so we rode home with Mary and Jim with no complications. Too bad we couldn’t do that every day. We ate lunch at home before heading out for the second part of our Monday commitment. Of course, the kids went. I had never felt anything like this - his lips and tongue played a symphony on me, stroking, licking, sucking. Then he slid his fingers inside me and I let out a long, guttural moan. He probed all around inside me, sensing my every reaction, until he found the one magic spot that I didn’t know I had.The world was swimming around me. I felt my fingers gripping the sheets so tightly that I thought I would rip them. My legs were wrapped tight around his back, pressing his face into me, and my. I have no idea who else was watching. I know Jim was taking in the entire show. But I assume other patrons were also aware of my wanton behavior and movements on the dance floor.“Bob, please, you are going to make me cum right here. Oh shit. I can’t help it. I am losing.” But sparing me from an untimely orgasm was not what Bob wanted at this moment.I felt it starting to build, and I knew there was nothing I could do at this moment to stop my very public orgasm. “Oh God, I’m cumming.” I hissed.