Taking the flimsy G-string, a bit stretched now, and wrapping it around his raging hard-on he turned Marcel round and made him watch as he came into T...na’s panties. They were a real state by the time he finished.Marcel was now frantically wanking his wilting cock. Kris chucked him the spunk stained knickers and let him get on with it. Marcel spurted again into Kris’s girlfriend’s pink G-string as they both watched her do it on TV.A few days after their transgressive encounter, Marcel invited. I don’t know how you discovered your gifts but I should have been there to guide you. I would not have believed it possible given the sadness and the….banality, yes banality, of the life you were delivered into with that stupid husband.’ Isabella laughed. ‘Mama, I shall grant you that Henri was an unsuitable match for any woman of even meager heart, but I had other sources of inspiration.’ Marisa raised an eyebrow and made a slight grin ‘Lovers, Isabel? Did you take lovers?’ ‘A few mama, only,. Why, she had never in her entire life had any interest in sex, so why now, that she was a woman of god, did she have these strange feelings. She quickly realized that it was because she was a nun and because the idea of an affair with a student was so inappropriate and taboo that it made her soaking wet at the thought. As she was once again cleaning up and preparing to leave for the day, there was another note, but this time it was attached to a package. How did the student manage to slip this. But I'll watch anyway. I don't want anybody stealing my guy, especially when I can prevent it."That last remark would have normally irritated me, but with Angie, I felt good that she felt that strongly. Angie was a great fuck, and since that first time, she went out of her way to make me feel good whenever we screwed. She would get books on techniques and she picked Jeannie's mind for all her knowledge. What a girl!That weekend came, and I was not prepared for her cousin. I expected a dyke that.