We started to kiss passionately again and I let my hands wander over her ample breasts, she gasped as she obviously liked that. I moved my hand down a...d undid her white jeans and pulled down her zip, slid my hand inside her now wet panties and started to finger her very wet cunt. She loved it with her back arching and her breathing deeper as I plunged my fingers in and out of that wet hole, I lost count of how many times she squirted.She then pushed me back against the wall and said "I want to. ’ I sat up, putting my hands on his shoulders. I guided my husband onto his back and laid on top of him, kissing his mouth, cheeks, and throat. I kissed over his whole body, only going between his legs when I sensed that he was getting frustrated. I decided not to make him wait anymore, and took him in my warm wet mouth. He moaned loudly as his cock slid in as far as I could take it. I looked him in the eye and started sucking him, slowly sliding his dick in and out of my mouth. Little by. Sometimes more sweet, sometimes more musky, it was alwaysdelicious. When Jenny got really wet (and she often did) she liked to rubit all over her face and breasts.During an average day she got wet a lot. At school she'd get permission togo to the bathroom whenever she could. If no one was in the hall, Jennyrubbed her breasts through her shirt on the way. In the bathroom shechecked to make sure she was alone. Usually, she would squeeze her nipplesa little more and then move her fingers down. I remember I used Mrs Welders profile picture as my inspiration for my bedtime wank that night. After this my sexual fantasies about Mrs Welder intensified. I didn't really know how I should approach Mrs Welders with my sexual intentions, but I certainly wanted to do it without risking social stigmatization at work. I also didn't want to risk a humiliating rejection if possible. I understood it would take a fair amount of time and energy to get there, but I didn't consider this to be the.