I suddenly had a flash of him pulling his virgincock in front of me and splattering my boobs with hot come. Oh no, leaking again. The fantasy of befor...e was looming back into my brain, this time an enhanced version of my art teacher wasspreading my legs wider and telling the class to pay special attention to the glistening folds of my pussy,to see if they could capture my hard little clitoris on canvas. Oh shut up, brain, LATER not NOW !! I had the most overwhelming urge to masturbate. I was. The problem I have is when he fingers my pussy in public, it makes me such a naughty wife and so fucking horny for a good cock and not necessarily my husband’s.”Looking back towards her table she noticed that Dan had returned.Cathy was growing highly aroused with her own blatantly sexual comments. She had never so obviously offered herself to a stranger like this before.“Maybe I should do something about you being such a naughty wife.”“Maybe you should.” She emphasized by guiding both his hands. " She smiled, her lovely body showing the typical signs of the heavy lovemaking he was used to seeing on his wife when she got in the car, "I know Admiral. Carla suggested we switch rides home tonight, she's getting a ride from my Harold when he comes by later." Reaching over, giggling at his condition and making him blush, she unlocked his cuffs with the key Carla gave her. "I think you know where we live, could you please drive me home?" "Oh, all right, I, um, suppose," he thought.. The wind cannot hear. But the wind can sense, and it knows you as it flows around you. And it carries what you say to it anywhere it needs to go. I went outside, dancing, into the wind. ‘Keiko,’ I called out, ‘I need to find and meet you.’ My wish was a leaf on the wind now. It would soar. I would find Keiko. I would teach her the rules she was missing, and she would return to Angelwatch, and then I’d never have to see damage like Elena’s again. The wind does not hear, but Keiko would. ++ It.