Matt excused and went to the restroom. Seconds later I received a message from him in my cell phone: he had taken a picture of his hard dick and was w...riting I had done that to him…I pretended to be annoyed when he came back from the bathroom. Our clients were talking between them and then I started to protest because he had sent me that picture while I was talking to them. But he said he could not help it.Then he tried to kiss my lips and I finally surrounded to his wishes.Matt slipped his hand. Don't you dare ask me why I didn't tell you! Nobody tells Phyllis Hayes anything!"Her husband's unbelievable impertinence was just what Phyllis needed to cure the uncertainty and upset of what she had overheard at the mall. The question of the Reverend's guilt or innocence was pushed to the back as she dealt with the more immediate threat of a domestic uprising.When the tirade began, Norman did something else out of character. Instead of reacting with shame and alarm as he always had before, he. Her name was Rhonda and she was in her early 40s, but a real looker. She then got more suggestive in her comments and obviously knew what she was doing."You seem to have a wonderful touch with that brush" Rhonda implied, "steady, confident hands that know the right amount of pressure."I would thank her and sometime blush, if the sexual innuendos were even more obvious."Is it hard?" Rhonda asked."Excuse me?" I replied, as I blushed. Honestly, I was VERY hard at this point."Is it hard? ...you. . had sex in a long while, that I would hurt you. Trust me on this; you have a wonderful little pussy that I immensely enjoyed. And..." he said tickling her, then sliding between her legs, "I'm going to pump a load of sperm up my favorite teacher's pussy."Helen giggled from the tickle and his comments, but was cut off by his mouth descending on hers. Just as Jeff started to reach for his cock to guide it to Helen's opening, he felt Laura's hand on him guiding him to Helen's entrance.He had.