Only my short hair diminished the effect. But very little.I stood before him. A little virgin trembling before a big, hairy stud. Offering myself to h...m. Body and soul. He accepted.Even Phil was moved by my beauty and innocence. On four-inch heels, I was nearly as tall as he. He kissed me, really seeming to enjoy it.When he stopped, I said, "Thank you for the clothes."He smiled. "You're welcome. No one ever looked better in a nightie."I blushed. He was a flatterer too. Or I really was. He entered, took a seat all the way in the back of the room and just watched as the other student trailed into class. Ms. Raguso stood in the front of the room writing her name and the assignments for the coming week on the chalkboard. As she wrote, John was watching her and thinking that she wasn't a bad looking woman, at least not from the perspective that she was at least old enough to be his mother. God, she must be at least 40 he thought. She was tall, around 5-7 he guessed, and she had to. ..had to go into the office early, breakfast is in the kitchen. Please be a sweetie and throw my laundry into the washer before you leave. We are having company tonight...my friend Helen is coming for a week holiday. We will see you at dinner time. Thinking of you, Love, ME." I got up, went into her bathroom to wash my face, and saw the burgundy bra and panty she had worn the day before neatly folded on the hamper. The recollection of what we had done the night before was still in my mind, and. I reassured her that I was very comfortable with another man's cum and that spurred her on to another climax. She said she loved messy sex and how good it was with two relaxed bi-guys and that she hoped we'd both dump heavily in her cunt. She also told us both that whatever we left inside her would have to cleaned up after - and without using tissues or baby-wipes!Hearing his respectable wife talk like that was too much for Alan and he thrust deep and hard alongside me and ejaculated violently.