I was even mature enough to admit I was kind of intrigued. I finished the lawn and was proud of the job. The stripes were straight, and it looked damn...good. I walked up the wide stairs of his back deck to the sliding doors. He said just come in, so I did. The sliders led to a media room of sorts, big TV, stereo equipment, a desk, and a big leather sofa. "I'm all set," I said kinda loudly. "Okayyyy" was the response from somewhere else in the house. Flat footsteps headed my way. There he was in. He was concentrating as he pushed more of his cock in her. “Damn you are so tight.” he said “The head of my cock feels like its in a vise.” “Keep shoving your big cock in me you stud. I feel you stretching me inside and your almost there. Get it all in.” My wife demanded. He was lasting a lot longer then I thought he would. He would shove his cock deep and then hold it in. There was about 2 inches still to go. I new there was no way that was going in. It was just too long. My wife was rubbing. She spends a few moments rolling her tongue all over his cock and bobbing up and down. She then stands back up and Cot quickly takes her back into his arms. She kisses him deeply again before breaking of to pull her shirt off. Her brown hair flies around as the shirt comes off. She has a lacy white bra on underneath that nicely contains her gorgeous breasts. Colt watches as she reaches behind her and undoes the straps.The teacher gulps and struggles to breathe as the bra comes off. Her. I reached out and touched her breasts. They felt wonderful. I had never touched breasts before and it was better than I ever thought it would be. I ran my hands over the globes, feeling her protruding nipples under my hand.“Five minutes is up,” she said as she buttoned her blouse again.“That wasn’t five minutes,” I replied.She pointed at the clock and the lesson went on.After the lesson I went extra fast home to jerk off. It was to the point now where my body associated sex with the piano. .