The leaking cum was a big distraction on her drive home, as she attempted to rehearse her confession to her husband.Nine years of marriage down the dr...ain from one torrid office incident. She took a giant sigh, as she went into the living room, in search of her husband. Instead of seeing him planted on the couch, as is his norm, she found that he was setting the dining table. “What’s this?” She asked.Peyton looked up. “Hey, that was a long day at the office. Since you were working so hard,. I’m stabilized and begging for pleasure. Till this I don’t get or understand how you shaved me bald with whip cream. I’m convinced it made it easier for you eat after all the hair. Hmmm. In the shower, you linger over my puss while your other hand is squeezing and rubbing my very large ass. I feel your dick harden against my lower back. I hear myself moan, then scream. You begin to approach my pussy lips with your hard dick from behind and gently ease in. OHHH! I can feel you in me and I’m. .." Ms. Jensdotter's voice had a note of motherly concern."I can tell you're worried about maintaining control over your...shall we say... your passions. I know that this is not easy forsomeone... like you. Would it help if I recommended you for a milkingschedule?" A milking schedule!" I said, incensed, taking an abrupt stepbackwards. "No! I don't need a milking schedule! I'm not a... a... "Ms. Jensdotter looked at me, an eyebrow raised."I'm a man!" I finished."Milking schedules are for men. ..The real reason I was sweating when Gale told Jessie about the dyke duo thing, was that I used to be one of the dyke duo and Jessie knew it. I just knew she was going to embarrass me in front of the other cheerleaders, but she didn't."Better than being brainless bimbo's," Jessie retorted.Sighing with relief, I nudged Gale again. "Come on Gale, let's go."We turned to leave and then I heard Jessie snicker. "Bye dumb."I looked back at Jessie, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks and saw her look.