Our tongues were in one another's mouths, but instead of dueling, they were more like caressing each other. As her hand caressed my breast, my two han...s held her mouth tightly to my own, my mind silently willing her to pull it away and begin to eat my soaking nether lips and my little man. Instead, she started on my cunt with one finger, running it slowly, tantalizingly, up and down my slit, alternating with a rubbing motion by the heel of her hand. Then the finger was inside me, just up to the. Do you ever wonder about why 'animal husbandry' contains the word 'husband'?" She looked over an almost stoned class. I was listening, my mind running fast, deriving an answer.She continued, "It is because the word 'husband' carries a much wider meaning than just the man who has a wife. It means ... anyone?"Okay. I'm into this now. I'll risk adding another 'smart girl' log to my funeral pyre. So I raise my hand."Yes, Virginia, you wish to answer?" In the background were some poorly masked. Opened my pants and pulled out my rock hard cock. Liz took all of my clothes off and then started to slide up and down my cock and then began milking my cock with her cunt. She whispered to me that Tim had taught her to to use her "cunt to milk cocks". As she milked my cock with her cunt muscles, Liz asked me if our friends would be shocked if they knew she was "a whore for nigger cocks" as she fucked me.As Liz squeezed her cunt around my cock, she was telling me that she "would love to see our. What are you thinking about, all alone in the tub?” I asked, hoping to draw him out.“Well, sex, I guess. Like always. And lunch. And baseball. And girls.”I hadn’t been expecting him to be thinking about science or math, I guess. Without really considering what I was saying, I asked, “Do you want me to soap you up?”His head came up and he said, “Sure, mom.”I got the soap and knelt down next to the tub, just then realizing that maybe this wasn’t the best idea I’d ever had. It was more of a.