John? He didn't belong to her class! But he was pulling out a project, no a packet of.....megan almost fainted as realization hit her.It was her cum ...drenched ruin from the bus. She looked on as John explained that he was in class primarily to give her project, given she was expected late. The teacher took it, and examined the contents. She turned to megan."Is this a joke? " no ma'm" Megan's voice failed her for the first time in class." then what is this.....this...." My project ma'm. It got. " Then why are you here?" Vanessa hung her head again."Because I have to be." Don stood up and gave her a light slap across the face."Bad answer. You're here because you want to be. Nobody put a gun to your head. Nobody is forcing you." She recoiled from the slap; it was the first time she'd ever been struck. She rubbed her face and looked up, scared. "Now I'm not hitting you to make you stay. You can leave whenever you like. You're staying because you want to." He ran his finger across her. A couple of days and nights of uninterrupted time just to stroke and be stroked, where to only goal was to end up with very sore cocks and empty balls. Eventually after a lot of brainstorming we came up with a plausible idea. Marks relatives had a lake house on lake Whitney that he could have use of with enough notice. We would tell the wives we were going fishing for the weekend. Mark and his wife were quite a bit younger than my wife and I and we weren’t really in the same social circle, not. Right on cue after about thirty minutes I heard the doorknob to the bedroom turning so I closed my eyes and faked a snore. She peeked in and then shut the door again. At this point, I knew shortly that Seth would be having sex with my wife, again.I waited about fifteen minutes and then quietly opened the door and crept down the hall to the family room. I heard moaning and knew they were already fucking. I peeked around the corner very slowly and saw Anna's back.She was facing Seth. She was.