Charles was a sexual gourmet. He knew every trick to get the most out of every position. In missionary he raised my legs to allow himself deeper penet...ation. Then in doggy style he pressed my shoulders down onto the bed so that his prick drilled directly into my G-spot. Finally he rolled off me onto his back and told me to ride him. This was my first chance to get a good handful of his cock which was long, thick and uncircumcised. I kissed the tip gently and slid him home inside me. I felt the. She licked them as the smile she gave me was drawn from the well of her bottomless love. Afterwards as she nestled in my arms, I asked her what she was thinking. She said, "I guess I'm just amazed at this whole thing…especially at myself. I've just had my son in my mouth and I'm not thinking, 'this is strange or what am I doing'? I'm thinking about all the things I want to do with you." Like what mom?"She slapped my chest playfully, "Oh no…I'm not telling." I could see she was a bit shy about. There was no way I could have worn it this morning, as coated as it was with my juices from the night before. Charles was in the shower for only a few minutes. When he came out, fully dressed, he pulled me into his arms and flicked my lips with his tongue. ‘Tease,’ I said. ‘Yep.’ He did it again, then allowed me to take his tongue into my mouth. We kissed for a few minutes before he broke it and said, ‘I wish I could stay, but I really do have to leave. Thank you for the wonderful evening and. As part of a self-prescribed “therapy”, we had some unconventional sex on the desk in a classroom. Unfortunately, it was a one-of incident, as we had inadvertently left behind some conspicuous evidence of our coupling that got me an informal reprimand from the academy director and an injunction against any further sexual escapades with trainees, especially on classroom desks. We continued a loose friendship, re-kindled whenever she came back for continuing-ed sessions, but our schedules never.