All through that afternoon at the academy as she patiently coached one student after another, she struggled to keep her mind on her work. As most of t...hem managed to crucify otherwise sublime music, her mind kept drifting back to Curtis and his invitation to dinner. She was kicking herself for not accepting even though she knew it was the proper thing to do. She prayed that he wouldn't be discouraged, that he would ask her again. Soon.On her way home that evening, her mind struggled to come up. Her nipples hurt, her vagina hurt. Driving around to the back of the little restaurant to stay out of view as much as she could, she parked the family car. There was probably more paranoia being exercised than caution, but her nerves were shot.The clothing she had brought to go back home in was frumpy and unflattering and went well with her feelings inside. Never again. Just a month ago she had decided masturbation would just not suffice to quell the urges she felt in middle age motherhood and. Slow dancing always gives me a hard on and it is visible when the music stops. One night she had danced with me as well as a couple guys who asked, they all were aroused when the songs ended and she looked like she enjoyed arousing them. The line of men seemed to grow as the night went on and then 2 black guys came in and watched her dance. They came to the table and we all had a good time talking etc. One of them asked her to dance and she looked at me and I nodded okay. They went to the dance. Maine ne pucha ” kaisa lag raha hai? ” usne kaha ” mmm bohot accha bhaiyaaaa” . Phir maine uske pure kapre utar kar usse ekdum nanga kar diyaaa. Ab mai uski puri body ko chum raha tha , sahla raha tha. Maine uski ek chuchi mooh me lekar chusne laga to doosre ko haath se daba raha tha.Aur woh mera sar ke bal sahla rahi thi. After abt 15 mins maine uski choot me apna lund lagaya aur pressure diya. Woh chilla di ” nahiiiii bhaiya bohot dard ho raha hai. Phir maine uski choot par thora vaseline.