"Well, Mr. Smith," I say, leaning back up slowly. "You will always be my favorite teacher." I lean my head a little towards his as I say this, talking... quietly. He inclines his head a little towards mine. "Oh, is that so?" He speaks quieter as well, his voice husky. I inch my head closer. We are now about three inches apart. I run my tongue over my bottom lip. "You just...taught me so much." I bite my lip, lifting my gaze to meet his. My pussy is throbbing, soaking my little black panties.. I kept referring toher as Mary and she made no errs in calling me Kim. From that day Daveand Shaz were history, it was Kim and Mary, best mates in the graybuilding at least until Mary had a relapse about two months ago.It was two months ago found Mary in the bathroom where she was feelingher bulging belly sobbing about her life, she snapped at me for callingher Mary saying she is Sharon and I am Dave, it was a hormonal reaction Iunderstand but still unsettling at the time."My husband is gone my. "Oh! Honey, is that your ... your thing? I don't think it's ever been that big. It's not even Saturday yet." I know," Martin slid his arm over her, kissing his wife. Her lips worked against his, and he pushed his tongue into her mouth on a whim. Hers lay there, not engaging. Pressing his bare cock insistently against her hip, Martin eased his hand up her shirt, seeking a nipple, and finding them both quite flat. Slowly, gently he began to rub one, and was rewarded by a gasp from Melody as it. ” “Ugh, um yes sir,” the young man replies not really knowing what to say. “Would you like to see more?” I have no idea what is about to happen and from the look on the young man’s face he is completely in shock. All he can do is shake his head yes. He hands Jason the pizza completely forgetting about the money. Jason starts giving me demands. “Take off your shirt.” “Yes, Master.” My voice is quivering at the thought of my Master sharing me with a random stranger. I remove my shirt and.