We even had guilt pangs about going THAT far.We entered high school, that fall. Kate was the sensation of the freshman class. It was a Catholic school... so we had to wear uniforms. The short, pleated skirt made it impossible for her to disguise her lithe, long-waisted body with its round hips and beautiful legs. The simple blue cardigan over her white blouse showcased the swell of her big perfect tits. Even I was surprised at how developed she had become.Every player in the school wanted to put. But I was sort of put off by the youth of out paid partners. I felt and Paul did after I spoke with him afterwords. We both enjoyed the experience while it happened, but I don't think we want to repeat it. The pot and the X was fun, but nether of us wanted to make that a feature of our sex lives. Honestly, Paul is the only man I make love to and I am the only woman he makes love to. Anyone else is “sport sex”. At least that is what we determined in private between each other. The. As her hand slowly slipped out from underneath her panties, she shrugged her shirt off, letting it fall to the floor, keeping one hand over her breasts. I yearned to see all of her, to see her small pink nipples, to see the swell of her breasts falling naturally over her, wondered what those breasts would look like while she was lying underneath me. Turning away from me again, she moved her hands away, back down to her hips, achingly censoring the soft parts of her body I craved to see most.. The vinyl bench was covered in a big puddle of still-hot and sticky cum. We locked the door.I said to my husband, look at that cum! He said, wow that guy shot a huge load.Without thinking, I slipped my clothes off, and threw them in the chair. I stuck my fingers in the cum and rubbed it on my nipples. I love cum on my nipples. It actually feels really good there. I asked my husband to lick slowly on my nipples. To my surprise, he did it. He said that was really hot to see that cum on my.