Something was different! I scooped up another pool, sniffed and licked it, running it around my mouth. And then I realised that, having been in a cond...m, there were none of my wife’s juices mixed in with her lover’s seed. The strong, slightly acrid secretions from my orgasming wife were missing, and how badly I wanted to smell and taste them. A strange feeling of disappointment passed through me, but I bent over anyway, kissed her back and bottom and lapped up the few reaming puddles of semen. I’ll have her in a thong with an arm across her bare breasts by the end of the month.”I was fortunate that everyone had their hands full. It kept Liz from smacking me.“Jerk,” she said instead.“Did you see the Alyssa Grace video?” Sarah asked.“Which one?” Liz asked.“She went full inbred on Saturday,” Sarah replied. “A surveillance camera caught her peeing in the corner of a nightclub in L.A. and spitting in people’s drinks as she walked past empty tables. It’s totally fucked up.”“She’s a total. He walks around me and said that he liked his new slave, that I would bring him many hours of pleasure. He lifted one of my heavy breast and weight it in his hand. He smile and drew my nipple into his mouth sucking gently then bite hard, I cried out softly from the shock, not really from the pain. He turned and did the same to my other breast... cupping them both he squeezed and pushed, pulled and mashed them together making me cry out in pain, tears began to fall down my face and he smile. He. She had this amazing figure of 34-32-34 which was everything a guy could ask for.Initially, I thought my sexy student might be hesitant to interact with her teacher but surprisingly she was very active from the beginning. Bindu shared her pics of her in saree and other dresses to ask my opinion and I responded positively.Over a weekend, we spoke and messaged so much that we became good friends. But you all know me, I am not someone who will leave the stone unturned! I took it upon myself to.