“This is nothing,” I moaned, and fingered myself faster, my eyes on him. His gaze was tangible and deliberate as hands on my skin, and as it trave...led from my tight, sweaty belly to my tits and then to my parted lips I felt the first wave of my impending orgasm make my cunt tighten almost painfully around my fingers. I pulled my fingers from my pussy so I wouldn't cum, leaned forward and shoved them into his mouth, rubbing them against his lips. His tongue darted out to lick the sweetness off. On the other hand, had one of the cars on the street come to life and driven off in the middle of the night, when no one had walked up to it beforehand, the enemy would have tipped his hand. That would have been exceptionally valuable intelligence. Besides that, it was my job. Stay in the shadows, and hold my pretty wife in my arms and draw little figures on her bare bottom with my fingertip and make her whimper. Hey, it pays the bills. With my hand on her cute little bottom, she moaned and. He lit the candles then dimmed the lights in the room. Then he put some soft music on a portable CD player. When he was done, he took a position at the head of the table. Then he gently and neatly folded the sheet down her back until her upper body was bare. Janice squeezed her arms to her sides to keep him from seeing her breasts as they squished out to the sides.Steve poured massage oil onto his hands and rubbed them together rapidly, making the oil warm.Janice almost jumped when she felt his. With her head lowered she hurried to the bus stop on the corner unaware she was being watched from the school by the big black janitor as he smelled her sweater. It was 4:55.The bus came at 5:05 and the ride to the gym took 10 minutes with the scantily clad blushing teacher standing on the bus. She was starred at and she saw several people whispering and looking at her.She finally signed in at the gym at 5:10 under the shocked look of the attendant. She moved to the locker room and quickly.