The need and desire in her kiss and her touch shot through me and I knew I could cum at any second. I wanted to wait as long as i could but she kept ...issing me and tugging on my dick.I pulled away and said, “Let’s get out of here, I need a shower and I’m sure there’s somewhere in the house more comfortable.” She agreed and stood majestically up and grabbed me by the hand and with her tits pointing the way and her magical ass leading me like the pied piper we went inside, hand in hand.I. She’d asked it in a very matter of fact fashion. But I knew this was just her front, her way of covering how nervous she was to ask. And as I still warmed my hands with my coffee, part of my brain tried to downplay it. Reminding myself that Jill had already spent the night with Malcolm on at least four occasions that I knew about. Friday and Saturday when I was with Veronica. The Monday night before we headed off to L.A. and also the Tuesday night after the wedding when we’d ‘played’ as a. "Oh I can feel it, I can feel it!" groaned my wife as the guy pumped his load into her until he was finished.Then the old guy climbed off my wife and the big fat guy moved behind her to take his place deep in her asshole."Oh its so warm and sticky" he groaned as he slid back in.And then the two of them began fucking my wife again, by now I was so hard it was almost hurting and didn't think twice to pull my cock out and start tugging away, only Bridget quickly took over."Allow me Ted" she. "Why don't you come over to the bed with me and talk about your feelings."Mrs. Gracely tugged gently on the girl's hand and led her to the bed. They sat on the edge.Mrs. Gracely caressed her student's breast, just as she had massaged the breast of the girl's mother 22 years earlier. It was customary among the well-to-do in the region to indoctrinate their children at Gracely House at the first opportunity after the 16th birthday. Gwen was following in a long tradition.The graduates of Gracely.