As senior year rolled around I got my final schedule. Lo and behold I had Mrs. Jaymes as my 4th period (last period) teacher. Since she already knew m... from the newspaper, which I continued to do of course, we knew each other well and she was delighted to see me in class when she called roll call on the first day. At the time of senior year I had just turned 18 and Mrs. Jaymes was 36. I was on the high school baseball team and I was in pretty good shape. Not extremely built, but toned and a. Days became weeks, in turn becoming months and finally two years passed. We had no intimate relations of any sort. I knew Terry masturbated had even found some of his porn. At the time providing me with even more of a reason to avoid my husband and his dirty cock. By now I knew we were through with each other, our marriage relationship was finished but I expected Terry to remain faithful. I left work one Thursday arriving home to find my dear sweet husband’s car in the driveway. What was he. Karen and James had sex every night that week. James was so grateful to his Mistress! Karen let him fuck her pussy and ass-hole and he showed his appreciation by slurping up his messy cummies, sucking his spermy-fluids from her pussy and ass as she rode his face to orgasm.“Mistress,” he said one night. “My nipples are still puffy and swollen.”“Hmmm,” Karen said, looking at his nipples. They definitely were swollen more than last week.“Have you been using the nipple clamps again?” she. She brings her mouth to his cock tip so that he can feel her hot breath on it and it twitches wildly, as if it were possible for it to jump right down her throat. Teasingly, her tongue snakes out from between her red lips and she licks it playfully, the tip and then down the shaft, but only allowing the physical contact for a few seconds each time. She reaches over to the nearby tray of sensation extras for his massage and grabs on ice cube. Simultaneously, as she traces the cube down his bare.