Blouse, I corrected. Tight blouse, whatever, my husband responded. I dont know&hellip,I just like how it looks on me. (I wanted to fit in with the gir...s, who dress this way outside of school.) Alright, I just want you to wear what makes you happy. And you look pretty damn sexy. Thanks, babe. It went on like that every weekend. It seemed like nothing I bought was sexy enough to match what the other teachers wore. I would come to the bar in a pair of nice shorts with a six inch inseam and a tight. After a good few minutes of fucking me hard, he put his forearm down on my upper chest, restricting my airflow. I panicked at not being able to breathe as well, my body tightened up entirely, including around his long thick cock, and my hands clawed at his forearm. His face was distorted in my vision from all the tears. “Jeremy….Jeremy..” I kept repeating his name in a desperate attempt to get his attention. “Fuck, fuck yeah, I’m getting close you fuckin slut.” He bit his lower lip and stared. My face was resting on her sofa peeping into the top of her blouse gazing her cleavage. “I know where you are looking at now,” She said teasingly. “I am not going to stop with just looking,” I teased letting my hands move further to give them the access to her breasts. She moved closer to me and I could feel the warmth from her large breasts on my arm. She let her hand slid down onto my lap. I quickly cupped her beautiful breasts through the blouse She gently started to caress my thigh. As I. He could make any man or women cum on command.John looked at his mother like she was talking out of her mind, she went on to tell me about how my father had taken control of george and made him his cum slut.She went on to tell me that george was once shiri's boyfriend and, my dad came home one day and caught them fucking shiri was calling out (john, john, john, fuck me john)well my dad came to the bed and george looked at my father and he had fear in his eye's, well mom told me that dad told.