We sat at the foot of the bed so Johnny could enjoy the show. Sandy made the first move leaning in to kiss me. I kissed her with my tongue. We moved q...ickly from there. Sandy felt my tit & I hers. I pulled on Sandys nipples shaking her titty, Sandy squeezed mine. We made out and played with each others tits. I slid back on the bed a bit. Sandy bent over to eat me out giving Johnny a unobstructed view of her pink pussy. Like Johnny I hadn't had sex in 4 days. I was so fucking horny. Sandy didn't. The message simply read "how are you? Xx". My mind raced with thoughts of past liaisons and I was almost immediately hard. I noted that the email had initially been sent over an hour earlier and I doubted she would now see my response. Regardless I sent a reply:"Im great thanks. Nice to hear from you. Xx"It must have been over two years since we'd spoke and whilst horny I was also nervous. One of the last emails shed sent suggested her husband had an inkling of her trysts and I had no interest. Her breathing intensifies till she finally heaves and gives herself to orgasm. I feel the contractions of her cunt and thrust hard – thrust hard to hurt. She cries out and then slumps exhausted back onto the mattress. I look at her with a kind of contempt and speculate that this is as good as her pathetic little life gets – she is an ageing single mother on benefits living in a shit hole she can’t afford to repair and the only fellow – who had convinced her that ‘beauty is only skin deep’ but. Pope,” she laughed. “Thank you for hustling over here. You haven't even showered!" Indeed, her student’s bulging muscles were lathered in sweat, barely contained in a compression athletic tank top. “Please, close the door behind you Jayden."Refocusing herself, she managed to query, “So Jayden, how is D.H. Lawrence suiting you?”“I mean, it’s good.,” he began. “It’s a little crazy to be honest Ms. Pope.”Mr. Fuller, Jayden… it’s perfectly healthy and normal to find this novel arousing,” she.