He alternates from tea bagging his balls to sucking his cock. The show continues for about five minutes. The entire time that I am watching hubby suck...Sam's cock, Henrietta is playing with my tits. God, I'm getting hornier and hornier by the second."Mistress," I ask. "May I assume that you have sent me these files for my records, and to blackmail my cocksucking hubby, too?"I have sent you everything you need to blackmail that cocksucking bastard you married," she replies. "But, there are some. And then to the parent helper, “Five bucks, thanks,” as he handed over his money. “This one’s for Calculus, Miss Granger!” he yelled happily, winding up with a wet sponge and letting loose a powerful but wild throw that splattered against the wall two feet from my face. “Better make the next one for quadratics, Craig,” I called back. “You know that parabolas describe the path of a thrown object, right?” “Why weren’t you ever this funny in class, Miss Granger?” he yelled, winding up again with. A few of her fans had become bold enough to suggest liaisons.Once it became obvious that she used the same password for everything, it was to wait until she was at the market, log in to her system, and set it up so that I had access to her file system, not just her incoming and outgoing traffic. It soon became evident that she had been writing for over two years and received dozens of propositions.Whatever understanding I'd had up until that point when I started to find that she had accepted at. You’d think I miss him, but I don’t. His loss. But I really miss the regular sex and my vibrators and dildos were just not enough anymore. I needed to get laid. So, I took action. I dressed in a mini skirt and some Louboutin’s that Ben had brought me for Christmas. Might as well get some use out of them since he never let me wear them because they were expensive. I put on a top which showed my stomach and my 36C breasts brilliantly. I brushed and straightened my long, blonde hair. I put a bit.