It crossed my mind on more than one occasion that maybe Jason was cheating on me and this time, when he said he wanted to go away for a week, I put my... foot down and insisted on coming along. In hindsight I think I was suspicious about Jason because of a guilty conscience. I had screwed around on him quite a few times. My job takes me away to conferences and seminars fairly regularly. They usually only go for a couple of days, but every now and then they go for a week or more. I didn’t usually. Mrs. Teasley suggested that I try them with a little salt and pepper or break my egg yolk and sop it up with the grits. Maybe the best thing was the fresh-baked bread that was still so hot it was hard for her to cut. And the real butter was a treat. I usually content myself with a smear of omega 3 margarine. I could almost feel my arteries harden and five pounds attach themselves to my butt. Yum! If the coffee was a little weak, so what. I could last another two days.I spent some time after I. "What's wrong? Why are you upset?"I replayed the last three minutes for Catherine without answering."Stay right there! I'll be down in a minute," she thought to me. "Don't let Beth leave either!" Yes Ma'am!" I replied, emotionally saluting her."And Michael?" Yes, ma'am?" I answered."For goodness sakes, put something on!" she said exasperatedly.Catherine arrived a few moments later, going directly to Beth, who was still sniffling. As they began to talk, I interrupted them."I'm going to get a. He lay back on the bed watching her tease his cock, her big tits squeezed up around the base of his dick, taking him into her mouth for the third time. She quickly drew in the length of his dick sucking hard as she pulled back up to his head and down again. His pulsing rod throbbed against her tongue and back of her throat. With each thrust she would draw her tongue up the shaft and teasingly flicked it over the head of the cock. Eventually their pleasure was interrupted by the ringing of.