“You know I like to hear you admit that your hair is bleached. Now shall we try it again?”Jennifer looked embarrassed. “I told the guy who ‘BL...ACHES’ my hair.”As usual, Jennifer felt torn. She knew her Master would certainly approve of her new look, but she felt like such a slut looking this way. When she had asked Jerome to bleach her hair lighter again, he had initially refused, saying that only hookers and porn stars wanted their hair bleached to this degree. It was only after she had. He avoided her like the plague. She hadn’t been happy about being dumped.However, he always greeted me when I came off shift, and he asked me out every couple of weeks. He came in early the three days I worked during the week, so we could study before he had to start work and I went home to sleep. We worked in the cafeteria, so people did see us together at work.Now I had to buy a freakin’ dress.How the bloody hell, can you get into trouble buying a dress?For me, it seems that it is easy. I had. I started to hold his head and started to face fuck him. He cant take my powerful shots in his mouth and tried to escape I hold his head tightly and fucked his face. When I saw my teacher she was pressing balajis face in her pussy I’m sure he can’t even breathe. After 10 min of fucking his mouth I poured my cum in to his mouth and sprayed half of the cum in his face. She saw her husband cum dripping face and said to him “ur only used for toilet Ramesh”. Then she called balaji to clean her hubby. I began to lower her slowly onto my throbbing prick making her gasp in delight and shudder her way through an orgasm. “Oh dear, the water must be cold”I teased.“Fuck me B”She pleaded with lust and desperation in her eyes. I lifted her tiny frame and began sliding gracefully in and out of her. The stark contrast between the warmth of her pussy and a cool breeze on my rod as it slid in and out of her felt incredible and added a new challenge as I struggled to not fill my wife with my seed to.