Her mind was a total blank. She could hear Professor whats-her-face talking but not a word was getting in. Unconsciously, her hands gripped her pen an...d notepad. What is this feeling? It’s like my skin’s on fire. No, it’s not my skin, it’s under my skin, it’s, it’s… The school bell rang, and at that instant it was like someone had dragged her to a cliff and thrown her over the edge. She clenched the pen and screwed her eyes shut as a strange beautiful sensation washed over her. She clenched her. She smelled nice too and tasted even better, her breath smelled slightly of alcohol as she snaked her tongue between my teeth and sucked on my own tongue."Take me to bed Tommy."I ran my hands down onto the swellings of her pert little bottom and pulled her to me."To do what?" To fuck me, to make me fucking squeal, come on Tommy darling, I want you inside me - - - now."The velvety soft walls of her cunt welcomed me and she purred with pleasure as I began fucking her with long deep. But I couldn’t guess why my wife was making so many expressions on her face. I slowly saw him through the gap that he started massaging the pussy from backwards and his two fingers were inside her pussy. I was shocked to see my wife was not resisting anything. I decided to wait for some more time outside and watch the actions.After 2-3 minutes, the guy was slowly massaging the butt with both hands. He asked my wife to turn so that he can massage her pussy directly. She too turned and as soon as. ”Dad and I supervised the movers who packed up everything and moved it. Along the way we kept notes of who was to get what when she passed herself. For instance, when we moved her recliner, she said that Dad should get it. It didn’t matter that he had a perfectly fine recliner of his own, he wrote it down on the notepad. Likewise, when we moved Grandpa’s flag and his medals, she told us I was to get them eventually. I already knew that, but we wrote it down anyway.At the beginning of November,.