Ms. Abramowitz was able to lose all self-control, thanks to being sandwiched between her wonderful sponsor and her sweet slut, the pleasure of serving...her too much to ignore. Dan couldn't ignore the sheer wetness and tightness of Lizzie's snatch, as it closed in on his dick, while Melissa reveled in finally getting her teacher's face between her thighs where it belonged. The only things better would be if it were either her licking the instructor's ass or vice versa, while Dan or Banzai Bob. The dude was just lying there motionless with his eyes closed, though I think I detected a grind or two of his hips. She didn’t really smile; she just looked very intent on what she was doing. It was obvious, though, that she wanted me to see and was interested in my reaction to it all. My reaction was an erection. The next thing I knew my own cock was hard, straining against my jeans. But I was trying to keep looking distant and disinterested. The kind of look you see from people on a subway. All morning while cooking she had stomped around the kitchen in a huff, even snapping at Jessica when asked about the cornbread stuffing. Jessica had been sorely tempted to bend her over and give her a sound thrashing right then and there, but many dishes were in progress and there was no time. Instead Jessica waited until the meal was almost finished before ordering Marie to strip and climb up on the table. Now Jessica stood with a martini in hand, surveying her handiwork and waiting for her. My cunt throbbed.I dropped him off, went home, bathed, changed to a saree and left for the nearby temple for the evening Bhajan.The call came in about a week later. “Can I come tomorrow morning?” he asked. I was in my office. My heart was beating fast. There were people around me. I just said, “Hmmm”.The next day was Saturday.“Then text me your address to this number”, he said and cut the call.I got up, went to the washroom and shut myself in. I frantically texted my address with directions to.