It seemed I was the first to broach the topic with the two, and they were very eager to share their story. I assumed the unaccustomed role of student,... and the two of them became my teacher.Stacey, the loquacious little professor who was always happy to hear the sound of her voice, said, "I'm not trying to downplay the question, but there is some unhappiness within you that must be quashed or you're going to go bonkers. You really need to lose the hubby and find a woman. That appears to be at. "But I don't know if Mike'll let us, here." We'll go to your place. I'll drive," he said, squeezing her erecting nipple."What about your place, Carver? Do you have a chick stashed there? Oh, I don't care, anyway." She clamped her thighs on his fingering hand."Don't have a place... or a chick," he replied. "Been crash-padding here with Mike. Get yourself in gear, chick, I'll pick up some shit and we'll split."Abruptly his hands were withdrawn from her. She was, for the moment, disappointed. But. I felt my loins burning with desire. I wanted his cock. I felt an old familiar wetness between my thighs. My body began shaking with the first waves of my climax. My God I thought he has made me cum without even me touching myself between my legs! What kind of man is this?I reached out with my hand."No, not that hand. Your left hand. Only use your left hand Mrs. Benton," he directed.My left hand took hold of his member, my fingers just barely reaching around. I looked at my hand on his big. " Emily took the joint from John and sat up. Her breasts were very large but fairly firm and did not sag much. Here nipples were large pink buttons. As I assumed, I got hard. "Come on, join us," she said, "Get naked!" I stood up and dropped by shorts. My hard cock bounced as I sat down cross-legged. "Sorry for that," I said. "Oh, don't be silly. Don't be sorry either. You have a nice looking cock," she said. "Thank you," I replied, "it doesn't get too many compliments lately." "Why not? Aren't.