As he dragged her nickers off her body, he saw the sweetest sight. Her mound was complete bare but for a little heart consisting of beautiful red curl.... "This heart meant for anyone special?" He asked as an angry jealousy ramped through his mind. "Only a dream lover I didn't think I would get in the real" She whispered back. Realization sprang on him like a constricting snake. She had wanted him for as long as he had wanted her. He swooped in, not wanting to hold back a single trick. He licked. My panties were completely soaked. I wasted no time in pushing my panties aside so I could slip my finger deep inside. What a feeling. I was masturbating just a few feet away from a classroom of my friends. Not to mention the teacher. She was busy grading papers but I knew even if she looked up at me she didn’t have a good enough view. I slowly starting moving my finger in and out of my dripping pussy – enjoying every sensation. Suddenly one of the girls in the front raised her head. I closed. They ran into Jennie Sellers and Denis Poulin, the Canadian pairs skaters."Hi guys!" Sophia greeted them. "Nervous?" Oh, yeah," Jennie told them. "We skate tomorrow, you bet we're nervous." Are you guys going to skip the Opening Ceremonies?" Warren asked them."Nah," Denis told them. "We thought about it, our coach said we should, since we're competing tomorrow. But, we figured, what the heck--this might be our only Olympics, right?" Yeah. I'm glad we have a week, didn't have to make that. Ben didn’t do much bondage in those early weeks, but there was spanking with hand, then leather slipper, and leather belt, from initially striking my bum, he also moved to my breasts as well. Then he introduced dildoes, butt plus and vibrators of differing sizes. My sister had been the first to ever to fist my pussy, Ben was the first man. Of course John had done more to me, but I knew and was also aroused by the fact that the other wives were getting roughly the same, or more. I didn’t always.