“Stop staring and come here!” I yelled. He walked over to me and said. “I can tell you’re not wearing a bra, you know.” My face went fro...m cheerful to irritated how fucking dare him! I mean yeah I wasn’t wearing a bra, but it was 102° degrees when I left the house. My short denim shorts and tight tank top were keeping me fresh, I was so fucking heated by his comment that I had only one way to answer. I got closer to him and slapped him hard across his face. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”. "Well, thanks for the advice." It is so awesome to just pump away into some bitch and make her squirt." Dude, as if you'd be a superlover and make girls squirt nonstop."I knew he was teasing me by now, but i have to admit it worked."Oh, i do, want me to tell you how I do it?" Go for it man, I don't care." You see, at first i slowly undress her. She is already grabbing after my cock, but i do not allow her to touch it yet. First, i kiss all over her naked body until she gets impatient and wild. Mrs B obligingly pushed back, grinding against his cock as he began to fuck her slow and steady, gripping her by the waist. Ginny was close to cumming as she watched her husband fucking Mrs B as she worked on Ginny’s clit. I pinched hard on her nipples and she went over the top, shuddering and moaning as Mrs B drank her juices. Ginny rolled away from Mrs B’s tongue and into my arms so I held her and stroked her back as the last tremors of her orgasm shook her body. Mrs B was now being fucked. It was eleven seventeen in the evening, and I was scheduled to leave the school around seven in the morning, along with the rest of the overnight cleaning crew. Nope, I just headed home. I made it to my place around midnight, and went straight to bed. I felt like showering because I felt unclean, but try as I might, I couldn’t stop crying as I lay in bed. I kept thinking about Fergus words to me and his behavior. I knew exactly how this would play out. The guy in charge of the maintenance crew.