“Where did you hear THAT?”“From Crystal, on Tuesday,” I chuckled. “I had thought about not mentioning it, but I find it amusing.”“You’...e seen how I dress for teaching!”“Kara, you could wear a burlap sack and eighteen-year-old boys would drool over you! Probably some girls, too!”“But I’m married and have kids!” she protested.“So, you’re Mrs. Robinson!” I laughed. “Or the friend’s mom they’d want to fuck!”“Like Trudy Spencer?” Kara smirked.“Yes, like Trudy Spencer! But I refrained. Barely. But I. Steph was giving him a great blow job and his cock was going in and out of her mouth. She would lick the head of his cock and would suck hard with just the head of his cock in her mouth.She had never given another guy a blow job while I watched and we were both really turned on by what was happening. We had talked about doing this and sharing with others but had never acted on that thought. I wanted to keep playing and I had Steph turn over so she was on her hands and knees. He was in front of. My fingers slid delicately over then rubbing softly at first crossing what i took as a little bow at the top. my index finger sliding under the elastic and feeling how wet she was. At this she wheeled around opened the door to the ladies room and a quick glace around pulled me in. She immediately went to the counter and quickly pulled her skirt up and bent over. I didn't hesitate and unzipping my dick so hard i slip her panties aside and slid in holding inside her for a moment to feel her. Even my Uncle Randy was probably a little more wholesome than him.“So what do you do at these things besides eat pizza and banana splits?” I asked as we walked.Stefan told me they also play battle-golf, shuffleboard, sing karaoke, and play Baggo.“What the fuck is Baggo?” I asked. They didn’t care that I cussed. I wasn’t sure if they were stuck in the 1950s and would flip if I did that. I was kind of testing them.“You might know it as cornhole?” Courtney suggested. I still had no idea what she.