Mr Jones led them into the filthy, stinking place through an enlarged hole in the staff room wall and forced their legs apart, bending over the dirty ...inks. Amy responded to the sound of the belt buckle hitting the floor by removing her skirt and Andrew’s: “Don’t speak” he barked “just let me touch your butts”.Amy had always fancied being a Submissive, but had never found the right older man to Dominate her; perhaps Mr Jones would do.“Yes, Master” she cheekily replied, exposing all of Andrew’s. The other side of the coin was that Christy told her mother each and every intimate detail of her sexual liaisons. At the time I knew nothing of the mother/daughter conversations - I didn't learn of them until much later - but had I known I'm not sure I would have much cared because my sex life had improved dramatically. Carly and I had fallen into the old married rut of twice a week sex and all of a sudden Carly became aggressive and our lovemaking improved to four, five and even six times a. Dressed and ready the next morning, he sat at his sisters vanity whileshe took down the rollers from his hair. After brushing it out, sheparted it on the side so that it swooped down just over his forehead.When she was finished he sported a long wavy voluminous hairstylesimilar to Selena Gomez. As he looked in the mirror, she waitedanxiously for him to blow up on her, but all he said was, "I like it,"so they grabbed their things and were out the door.Once Leighton arrived at the shop, the usual. I cautiously adjusted myself so that she wouldn’t know about my hard-on. She quickly distanced herself away and apologized. “It’s OK. It happens”, I said.“You still don’t get it, do you?! And you claim to be elder than me by 5 years!”, she smirked and pulled me closer. My face was abnormally close to hers. I really tried to control it. God knows it. She initiated by pushing her lips over mine. Full 7 seconds. Her lips were soft, silky. “Ew, your lips are so rough. Do you chew your lips?”, she.