If you are offended by such activities, do not read any further. This is purely a fantasy. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is purely coi...ncidental.This story is written for and dedicated to Miss Porcelaina Valeriana. She is my love and addiction. Please send any comments/suggestions to me at [email protected]. They are appreciated and warmly received.This story may be reposted or archived provided the following conditions are met:1) The story is not altered in any way2). Grandpa Mutt’s known me all my life. He says my tits are the best in the family.’ ‘He should know,’ Tom murmured. The fading sunlight played with their hair, and illuminated their young curves deliciously. They were too young for him, and the memory of his old lover Renee Carter still stung. She was about their age that year they spent together. He was Professor Higgins and she Eliza Doolittle, but they played George Bernard Shaw’s version rather than Lerner and Lowe’s, and she left him after a. Unlike many of the other teachers, Mr. Koncewicz didn’t particularly care that Violet was breaking school policy by reading during class, but he still had to pretend so.?Sorry, sir. My humble apologies,? sputtered Violet, her voice filled with emotions she didn’t feel. She normally kept her tone relatively subdued compared to the borderline-hyperactivity or nauseatingly high pitches some of her classmates had, but she put on the startled schoolgirl mask at the drop of a hat, which was quite a. I reached back under my wifes shirt and started lifting it off, This is when I noticed him watching like a voyeur. I ran my hands down my wifes back and kissed down her chest to her DD breasts, she tilted her head back to get a view of what he was doing. She knelt down and started to kiss my chest and stomach down to my waist band. She pulled my cock out and stroked it and sucked it. After a minute or two she pulled off with a strand of saliva cuming from the tip to her lip. She licked her.