He slowed down as I finished but he didn’t stop, and he gradually increased his speed again over the next minute until he was back at full pace. I c...uld hear by his groans he was close and started thrusting back onto his shaft.The door flew open shedding light over the scene , I gasped as I looked at the door and saw Brandon standing there, I looked up and saw it was Tom my brother who was currently cumming hard into my pussy, Will and Nick then joined Brandon at the door looking like they had. Then he located her hole and tentatively put the tip of his finger in it. When Mrs. Bentley’s pussy seemed to cling to his finger, he pushed it inside her. Mrs. Bentley groaned when he did it, and began moaning when he moved his finger in and out of her moist hole. He kept that up for a while and then continued his exploration. Soon his thumb was strumming his teacher’s clit and she became restless. With a finger moving in and out of her pussy and his thumb rubbing her clit, Mrs.. She froze, not knowing what to think. It couldn't have been real, but she had no explanation for that wet spot. She averted her eyes, refusing to look at it again. It was simply too frightening.Sitting down on the sofa, she turned on the laptop and went to work. While listening to the Christmas carols playing on the Yule Log she began to formulate a plan. Researching on the internet, checking her cash availabilities, crunching numbers her idea started to take shape. She wondered when she should. ”“Do you ever just have regular sex?”After another hearty laugh, she replied, “What is regular? I wear a corset or sexy lingerie every day. It is my regular wear. To others, it is exotic. I never wear panties, that is my regular. My nipples are usually exposed. That is regular. My submission to Hal is regular. What I did with you is regular to me. But, yes, I like to just have sex.”I had gotten it long ago. Regular is subjective. What is exotic to some in normal, regular to others.I turned to.