Could not ask for better.My husband was away on a business trip.. He didn't mind as he and I are swingers and he knows I like young guys. So I invited... my ex student over for dinner to talk about old times at school, Once he got to the house I asked him if he still had a crush on me much to shock, At first he did not know what to say and I told him I had seen he had a hard on several times in my class and that I could see he did now. He finally admitted he had been turned on by me and was now.. It is your right to refuse pleasing this man. It is even your right to tell me here and now: fuck you, Angique, and leave me. It is all up to you, darling. But listen..." She now rose herself. She walked two small steps to Kristie. Then she cupped her face and stared her down with the smouldering emerald of her eyes."If you decide to be a lesbian, you can't be my slave girl. Slave girls can't be lesbians. Nor can they be straight or bi or whatever they might fancy to be. They have no choice.". The housekeeper could tell from the pulsing in the member when the holy juice was about to spout. "Nyuh ... nyuh" uttered the priest as his hips raised, thrusting his penis into the housekeeper's mouth and his sperm shot out. Mrs Robertson was never prepared for the shear volume of it and although she gulped most of it down, some of it escaped and fell to the floor. Finally all was calm again and the priest settled back on his chair. The housekeeper took a cloth from the pocket of her dress and. That first night Carol and I along with the four guys all masturbated in front of each other.We began partying a couple of times a month and it got more intimate each week. Carol and I talked about it. We both enjoyed the attention we were getting from the guys, so by the third month were not only masturbating ourselves but also each other.Now I know how lame this might sound but we both enjoyed being satisfied by the guys. In a short time, it became like a game as Carol and I were like objects.