That you wonder if she can take it all down her throat. I could tell Henry that every time you see him or his friends you fantasize about them fucking... her, so you fuck me? You say you’re thinking about me but I’m not so sure Jack” she said as I laid down on the couch so she could ride my face. “You can tell her whatever” I said. “Tell her how her husband and friend are watching us fuck right now! How I know they would fuck my wife if given the chance, but I really do think about them fucking. She put her hands under each beautiful globe and lifted them as if testing their weight. Her fingers brushed her dark rosy nipples and teased then into hardness. I was hard just watching her.Her hands moved down to her womanly hips. She slipped her fingers inside the waistband of her lace panties and inch by tantalizing inch she pulled them lower. In the mirror I could see her trimmed patch of dark brown pubic hair as it came into view. When the panties finally dropped to the floor, she stepped. Tails' chair."Well if you wrote an essay for Friday, I would gladly mark it." Ms. Tails looked straight up at Jenna's face, and they stared, blue eyes into green for what felt like hours. 'Now or never," Jenna thought."I was thinking something more immediate." She closed her eyes and dove in for a kiss. Here she was giving tongue to her teacher who probably thought she was getting ****d. But Jenna didn't care, she had wanted this all year and she fully committed. And to her surprise Ms. Tails. "I got my car back." Thanks," I told him. I debated opening the letter, and decided not to while Tony was there.He confirmed my thinking a second later by adding, "Marsha said you were to read it when you could be alone." I could see his curiosity, but I had no more intention of assuaging it, than he would be interested in giving me a blow by blow description of him and Sue Ellen."Gotta find Sue Ellen," he said, echoing my own thoughts. "Back in a few."He vanished and I opened the letter."Tom,I.