If you don’t know, well ... well we’ve been in family court a lot, and a judge decided that we can’t be closer to each other than a thousand fee... (305 metres). And we can’t talk. No phone, no e-mail, no text, no smoke signals no nothing. No, I don’t know why. But it could have been worse, and it’s only for however long it takes to bash out all this legal stuff. However long that takes. We’ll be back together again, I just don’t know whenThe audience is listening, every word. When the child. My gaze slowly started to lift up as I got a good view of a very sexy, and very familiar body. “Um, hi Ms. Benson.”“Hello Tucker,” she smiled at me before looking at Lexi and I watched as her smiling face slowly morphed into that of a professional poker player’s, “And you must be Lexi.” “Um, yes I’m Lexi,” she replied giving me an uneasy look. “Who is she?”“She’s my homeroom teacher.”“Oh, well it’s nice to meet you Ms. Benson.”“Likewise.”“So,” I cautiously began, “Is there something you need. Once the water was running we slowly started to shower. The water did feel good. Our touching continued and that felt even better.“Avery, let me do your back.”Without waiting for an answer, I felt her hands on my upper back, massaging my muscles on the back of my neck. It did feel good. Her hands were now on the small of my back, rubbing the muscles, my mind in la la land. Then the surprise, her hands were on my butt, kneading my bum cheeks, then the shock, she spread my ass cheeks and I could. I reached out and grabbed my wife’s ass and pulled her into me more. She reached down and stroked my cock a little and the precum that had been slowly flowing out dripped like a leaky faucet. And my wife quickly removed her hand.“We can’t have you cumming yet. I’m not done with my anal slut yet!”She pulled out, this time completely, and told me to get up on my knees.“And face the mirror,” she added. “I want to be able to watch myself fuck you and the expressions on your face.”I positioned.