Mrs. Jennings looked at my hand, and her face and chest flushed with humiliation as I spread my fingers apart and her fluid stuck to them, making more...of the clear strands. I grinned at her and brought my hand to my mouth and licked my fingers clean.“Damn, you taste so good.” I held my hand to her face, “Want to taste yourself?”Mrs. Jennings turned her head and closed her mouth tight and made a muffled 'no' sound and her face furrowed in disgust. I chuckled again. I then lowered my head,. "Fill me. Fill me now," she demanded intensely.Her command was punctuated by a double tight squeeze inside, and I raced to comply. Both of our bodies shook with the intensity of my orgasm as I filled her over and over. Two or three shots in, she started laughing gleefully again, and then she started aggressively kissing me again. Our kisses slowed, but we held each other and kissed for a very long while.When we finally decided that we were done, she still didn't let me go.She gave me another. Grainger had green thumbs,” his Dad nodded.“She certainly has, I wouldn’t even know where to start.”“Lot younger than Mr. Grainger too, isn’t she?”“I reckon so, Dad, he’s a lot older than you and she looks more like Emily’s sister,” Sam agreed.“Well, treat her with respect, as a young gentleman should. She’s a married woman after all,” his Dad warned, even as he reminisced slightly of his adventures with a lonely housewife at the age of fourteen, before he’d met his sadly deceased Rhona.“I. She had cute, curly blonde hair and amazing blue eyes. She would always wear tight little sweat pants, shorts, and tank tops around the dorm, drawing hidden stares from any guy in the same room. Whereas Lindsay was a really laid back girl, Shannon was the opposite, a true fireball. She was always laughing, arguing, and doing something crazy, and that independence and confidence really made me interested. Of course, her ample, perky breasts and perfect bubble butt definitely piqued my interest.