After a few moments I returned his cock to my mouth. I used my hand to massage his sack. I could hear him moaning louder and more frequently. “Keep...at it, he is going to cum soon,” my wife directed. I started sucking him faster and faster. I thought I could taste his pre-cum on my tongue. It did not take long and I felt his scrotum tighten and I heard a groan. I took his cock from my mouth and he started shooting his cum on my neck and face. “What are you doing?” my wife exclaimed. “Keep. Mom had not thought the idea to be as weird as I had assumed. “It’s perfectly natural to feel like that, but it’s not something people actually do,” she had initially said.Later in our close moments I had tried to awkwardly explain how important it would be for me. She had been understanding and nodding along as I spoke. “I’ll have to think about this and read some information,” she had said then.Yet it had taken another month until she had said: “All right”. My eyes had widened and I had. Habit is what keeps you going.’ For a lot of teachers, that is a fact of life. You go into the profession hoping to inspire young minds to expand and grow. You hope to spark an interest in some topic that is near and dear to your heart. The motivation is great. Then after a while, teaching becomes a habit. You go into the classroom, give today’s lecture, and then head home to grade homework. It is a wearing tiring job with few rewards.”“I’ve never heard anyone describe teaching that way before.. ‘How long have you been with us?’ asked Dana. ‘Nearly two years, Mistress, one year as a trainee and then my second year as an intern. I’m scheduled to complete my internship in a few months, Mistress.’ ‘So you’ve seen some changes in the place even in that short time.’ ‘Yes, Mistress.’ Dana reached under his loin cloth and felt his partly tumescent cock, ever ready to please. She felt the smoothness under his cock where his balls would have normally hung, then moved her hand upwards and.