“Um, who are you?” she asked, turning to face me. “And how do you know my name?”I gave her a quick smile.“My name's Bond. James Bond,” I s...id, this time imitating no one else than Sean Connery. Then, in a lighter, more humourous tone, I added; “Almost, anyway. James Blackburn. I believe we're going to be in the same class for the next three years.”“Oh, you're the new guy that Mr. Payard told us about before last half ended, aren't you?” Abby asked.“No idea. Never met the guy, and I haven't. I wanted to see my wife fucked and fucked well. I wanted to see her give herself to another man the way she had given herself to me. I wanted to see her turned into a complete slut, begging to have a cock in her pussy, a cock in her mouth all while getting fucked into submission. We had discussed it many times and we have played on the Internet. We both enjoy posting pictures of her sucking and fucking on an amateur website. I especially liked when she chatted with guys she met online. . The softness excited me even further. With some work she managed to get all of me inside the front. I could feel myself trapped within its soft and silky embrace as it gently hugged my waist and butt.Once again she directed me to lift my legs up one at a time. I felt my legs being encased within a pair of very sheer and smooth stockings. The softness covering my legs gave me a wonderful feeling. I rubbed my thighs together and gently sighed as the feeling of stocking against stocking overcame. He flicked his tongue at the tip of my hood and just traced my hot opening. Then working his flickering tongue over all of my hotness. He blew cool air over my hardened clit and flicked his tongue again. I shuttered as I began to have an orgasm. Mike lifted to watch Matt eat my pussy, then took his semi hard cock into his hand and began to stroke himself. “I can suck that for you, sir” I said as I looked at him with hunger. Mike moved his dick to my opened mouth. I sucked him until his.