I quietly opened the door and went in to watch her and masturbate some more. I soon had a hard on and then she saw me. The slut looked at me quizzical...y but otherwise just stood there. I opened the shower door and went in grabbing hold of her ass as I did so. 'Do you like my cock?' I asked and she nodded slightly, 'so take hold of it'.She did so and then started to slowly wank me. As she did I ran my hands all over her, feeling her curves, finding her nipples; she gasped as I twisted them and. After all it was her wedding day and she was dressed to impress! Of course she had the white dress, with all the lace trimmings, but what really was working for me was the tight waistline which flowed down over her slender hips, but curved up over her full breasts, with a slightly daring low cut at the front showing just enough cleavage to catch the eye.Sure, Lisa was pretty, but there was no denying- she also looked truly fuckable.The realization that I wanted to fuck my son’s bride was like a. The insomnia got worse. It’d grown malignant. I’d have to take Xanax, every night, otherwise I couldn’t sleep a wink.It wasn’t only me. Marco, the others, they’d been looking rough as well, their complexions sallow...I was starting to believe the school itself to be a ghost or maybe a vampire that was sucking away our collective life force, cruelly drinking away our vitality and sleep...Marco told me after breakfast that the lecture stage in his classroom collapsed as he and two of his students. She bent over the table and I nearly gasped in surprise when I saw she wasn't wearing any panties. Her crack was visible, hanging plumply down, dark wisps on either side of it. My penis stirred and grew again, I dragged my pants off and removed my tee shirt and went to stand behind her, naked and highly aroused.I lifted her skirt and practically drooled over her delectable ass, it was so plump and firm, it took all my willpower to stop fondling it, but I had other areas in mind. I slid a deft.