“You remember fucking me in our flat when I pooed all over you ?” Timmys penis got harder as he grunted “Yeah”. “Come out side Timmy and I�...�ll bend over so you can screw me and I can shit again on you”Betty slid out of the bed and took Timmys hand as they went the few steps out of the door and over to the stream running through the open trough across the grass. Ken had woken and watched as his wife and the 11 year old stopped straight in front of him just outside the door. Betty had begun. I spread my legs a little, and he ordered, “Wider.”I heard my pulse in my ears as I parted my thighs further. He moved to stand between my spread legs, looking down at me. He was hard again, his prick jutting skyward through his open fly, proud and fully erect.I stroked myself, letting my fingers wander to dip inside before tracing upward again coated in the evidence of my overwhelming desire. I smoothed the silky wetness over my clitoris, into the short, neatly trimmed strip of hair on my. It is true that sometimes I had the habit of moving from one woman to the next. But recently I have been having a bit of a dry spell. It seemed like forever since I had last felt the warmth of a woman’s tight wet haven around my raging manhood, which may have explained my lust towards the new teacher. I seemed to be spending most of every single lesson with her imagining what she would look like underneath her clothing, picturing what kind of lingerie was underneath, covering her most private. Of course they were of the usual type; very modest and practically revealed nothing. The sort that was in general clothing catalogues. I was looking for more and hit my chance through my search. I found out that they are looking for models to help in designing lingerie for stripper clubs and stuff like that.This job wasn't totally different but the lingerie was more sexy and revealing and I made several contacts in that field. The objective was for us to model the new lines for club owners or.