Then I felt a much bigger object open my shitter and knew I was being buggered with a thick butt plug. It was f***ed straight in, making my abused hol... feel raw with the single thrust. Tessa rotated the plug in my arse to make sure I could really feel the discomfort and the pain. Then she pulled it back an inch or two and I felt her tap it sharply with her hand. I knew this was the precursor to a harder strike that I had only had once before. I felt her studying the plug and then she aimed her. She might have been just saying that but I didn't care, I was loving every minute of it.As we lay there together her hand was now grasped round my solid cock. She began to furiously wank me off while exploring every part of my mouth with her tongue. I think she could tell that I was feeling a tad uncomfortable as she leaned over into her drawer and brought out some lube. It was cold when she applied it to my cock which made me go even harder as she started to continue wanking me again. I had. Nor was I thinking too much about the possibilities of Nikkole or the other girls I taught. I had beauties in other periods, too, like Róis, a redhead I taught, or this Indian beauty named Pratima. So many possibilities.No, I was wondering if I should tell my wife the truth. I never kept secrets from her, but it turned out she held a major one back until I changed her. It still shocked me, sometimes, to learn my wife had been having an affair with her college roommate since before we were. I practically growled into her luscious breast, sucking hard on her perky pink nipple as I pinned her to the wall with my thrusts, each one causing her breasts to jiggle in my face. She moaned as I released her nipple and shifted my affection to the other. I didn’t want it to feel ignored, after all. Once again she lifted her breast, allowing me to grip her nipple with my lips and suck while my hips fired like a piston. With her legs wrapped around me and her hands on my shoulders, I didn’t.