He hushed the class and walked around between the tables, laptop in hand, taking the register, checking that all their collar buttons were done, and t...at all their ties were correct. Satisfied with the attendance and their attire, he walked back to his desk, and sat down, leaning back in his chair and placing the end of a pen in his mouth, biting on it slightly as he thought of his schedule for the day. ************************** After Caleb left for school, Mia had gone back to bed, slipping. When Ed rolled off me I went back downstairs. It was an odd scene I suppose - Paul lying on the bed with his cock sticky with my pussy juices, my husband in his chair chatting with Paul. I climbed onto the bed and took Paul's cock in my mouth, getting it back to full hardness, then lowered myself onto it. "Cum for me this time," I said to Paul, and we kissed as I rode his lovely cock. As soon as my orgasm started Paul thrust up hard and deep two or three times and then moaned as he started to. She wasn’t in a rush to relive that fateful night even though the route was a little longer.Emily was relieved to find that Graham was back in his usual place on the fourth night. She smiled as she clocked him in the corner of the enclave. After the previous no shows, Emily did not have anything in the way of food or drink for him.She took a wide berth of the building to give Graham time to recognise who was approaching and to give him time to run if he needed to. Emily stopped dead in her. About one hour later Tia came back to escort me to the main tent for dinner.I must say I looked and felt good, the shagging I'd had in the afternoon had done nothing to dampen my spirits, in fact my fanny was already wet at the thought of brown knobs!When I saw Tia, my jaw dropped, she was dressed exactly the same as me and she had a body to match!She smiled at me and said tonight was a 'special occasion' and she was allowed to dress like this.She moved forward and was standing in front of me.
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