My hand pushed on the front of his thigh, twisting him off balance. As I pushed myself back into the chair his huge erection began to swing my way and... just when I thought I was in the clear the head of his thick tool slaps me on the cheek and swipes through my lips like an ATM card, leaving a sweet glisten of slick liquid on my cheek and lips. He stumbled back and I grabbed the back of his thigh to hold him steady and he gains his balance. “I am so Sorry,” I cried and then I began to chuckle. Okay, old bitch eight, but still an eight.I dressed for the Cop Out. I put on a push up bra and bikini panties. Both were white, since I was sure no one was going to see them. Even so, I wanted clean underwear just in case. On the outside I wore jeans and a top with a scoop neckline.I walked through the door of the Cop Out at exactly 9 PM. The place was pretty empty, even for a weeknight. Jerry sat at the bar, but Blevins was nowhere to be seen. "So, Jerry. I missed you Saturday night. Did you. My lesson plan got done, somehow, and I changed shirts, splashed on just a bit of fragrance, grabbed a bottle of red wine out of the pantry, then set off for Erica Wayne's house. "Right on time, Adam. I take that as a good sign for things to come later, come in, come in." This time, I got introduced to her kids and we chatted in the kitchen until everything was ready. We all four had a nice dinner, then the kids were sent off to do their homework while I helped Erica clean up in the kitchen.. He started rubbing against the front of his pants.--He pulled his wife's head off his dick. "I want to get behind you" he said. "Oh...okay" she responded. His wife stood and turned towards the bedroom. He grabbed his wife, pulled her sweat pants down and said "right here" as he pulled her to the floor.His wife obeyed even though this was out of the ordinary. She got on all fours. He positioned himself behind her, then pushed his wife's head to the floor, lifting her ass. He grabbed her hips and.