Yes”, my wife answered, “He said that he’s having a few friends over and wants us to stop by… around 9:00?”“Hmmm” I replied, “Is it ju...t social?” I asked.“Based on his texts” she replied, with a sly grin, “I think that he want’s us to hang out a little later than the others.”“Really? I said, “What do you think?”“I think it might be fun” my wife replied, “to see how a guy like Dave lives. Are you okay with it?”“I guess so” I tried to not sound so excited but the prospects of another session with. At that very moment Sandra caught a rather disapproving glance from the teacher, who noticed that something was going on in the back row…so she nervously pulled her hand away. That look had been enough to scare many students into behaving correctly in the past, and it worked now. Magan gave a sad little murmur, but quickly smoothed out her skirt. Sandra put both hands on her desk and tried to look innocent. She knew the others would be disappointed by her withdrawal… she would be too… but she. I licked her pussy and she was getting more horny and finally she told me “Bibin please fuck me”, then I told “Babe there is a lot of work to do and gave my dick on her hand and asked her to move her hands up and down which she obeyed. After that I asked her take it in her mouth but first she refused and after forcing she accepted and she gave a nice blowjob. As I didn’t want to waste much time I asked her to lay down on the bed and kept a pillow beneath her and spreaded her legs and kept my. The conversation was painful to both of us, because as she told it, both of us could see the orchestrated campaign take shape. It made her feel foolish, and it made me angry. It wasn't so much that it hurt me personally, as it made me angry that two human beings would try to manipulate someone who they claimed to love. It was just wrong. I guess from Peter and Susan's point of view, they were helping her, guiding her, supporting her. They probably didn't know themselves how manipulative they.