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I was relieving my blue balls myself every evening before my wife came to bed. On the Thursday, she came into my office to go over some of the software architecture with me. She was dressed in a short summer dress that showed off her athletic legs. It was one of the strappy variety, but she was wearing a tight, white t-shirt underneath it. I eyed her appreciatively up and down. "So are you wearing a bra under that?" I asked. "Wouldn't you like to know", lady she replied coyly. "Yes, I would, why don't you show me." She hesitated for a moment, and then slipped the straps off her shoulders and lowered the top of her dress to her waist. Then she pulled the t-shirt up over her breasts revealing what I could tell before she had pulled the shirt up, that she was not, in fact, wearing a bra. "I have no words for how mature beautiful your tits are", I said huskily. She blushed and looked away from me, but made no attempt to cover up. Her breasts were pale, the small indian and petite breasts of an athletic woman, crowned with small, pink nipples that were currently standing erect. I walked over to her and started kissing her deeply. My hands moved up to play with her nipples, but she stopped me and stepped back, breaking the kiss. "Um, we shouldn't be doing this", she said breathing heavily. "Didn't you like it?" "I think I liked it too much. I better go." Damn, I thought as she left my office. More conditioning needed. The following day, as I was heading out I dropped by her office. "Hey, sweetie, you dong anything tomorrow?", I asked, knowing that I had the morning free as my wife had a school committee meeting that was going to take up most of the day. She looked up from her monitor and brushed, smiling as she saw me. "Going to gym early, but nothing other than that". Here’s something else that you can put in them.” Next, mother and daughter touch my balls with their tongue same time. My cute little caramel body, my beasts with their huge nipples, my hairless crotch, and tight ass were all more than amazing and enough to make anyone cum. Her bottom turned bright red and the patterns off of the paddle became more pronounced. “The curve? Hell no.” There was no way in hell I was going to let Daisy know Molly was now coming on to me. That would have made things… disastrous. Yes! “Denise, you know you are a very sensuous woman. I muttered, “OH! Chris meekly asked fearing the worst. My pussy indian convulsed and spasmed. My clit now moved easier, helped by the wetness I was spreading. Those are your pills and your company is responsible.” The principal entered the stage. “Do you have a list of teams invited?” I ask. At some point Ronnie had scooted over by me and took over the task of playing with my dick. Jean sighed, no explanation necessary, and settled back down at the table and took a biscuit. Sighing Ambrose lady shook his head at a loss when he noticed Kindra sitting nearby. “Suck that cum out bitch” he said as he used her hair to bob her head up mature and down. You made my daughter eat your cunt. That explains why I suddenly got hornier, my clit is bigger and more sensitive. You’re okay with that?’