The best thing is that my husband loves it too and both men think I’m doing it for them. Haha!Yesterday, I made sure that my husband was around to w...tch me get dressed. I put my hold-ups on first and then my stilettos, then I pulled my dress over my head and wriggled it down over my body. I left the zip at the back open while I put my make-up on then, when I was ready I asked him to fasten it for me. As he did this he took the opportunity to give my braless tits a little squeeze and, standing. Pauline screamed as she came for a third time. She ran her fingernails down my thighs, and I came, shooting my load inside Miss Manson’s hot and wet pussy.We collapsed on the bed and I slipped my cock out before holding Pauline in my arms. We kissed and touched each other softly. Before we collapsed into a deep and exhausted sleep, I made Pauline Manson come once again, this time using my fingers to bring her to orgasm for a fourth time. My ex-History teacher returned the favour by sucking on. "Ask Freddy about his technique. Does he sneak into the bathroom or does he prefer waiting until he's in bed at night? Find out who he thinks of. Would you be surprised if you find out it's you?" He would never tell me that," she said, in a low voice."You've got to give up some information about yourself. Tell him which hand you use."I was having fun. She was blushing, but laughing at the same time. "I can't get involved with him. He's too young," she said, sounding thoughtfully serious."I was. With a sweep ofher hand Kiki pushed the make-up into the waste paper basket. It didn'tfeel anywhere near as stress relieving as she'd hoped.The PM notification on the screen pinged and flashed. Her friend Adriennehad sent her a message. They'd never met, but had been in contact witheach other for many months now, and though she could never tell her, Kikithought she was in love with her.The message was another request to meet up. This was impossible, Kiki wasunable to leave her room, how was she.