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She told me to follow her. It was the first time I had a chance to see what was going on with my wife. I was shocked and so tuned on seeing her in a passionate embrace and kiss. I could see his hands exploring her and hers was under him presumably rubbing his cock through his pants. My ears caught that familiar moan of pleasure from her. As I was pulled past them I caught a glimpse of her looking at Karen and me heading for the back rooms. She guided me through the hall way that just 30. Lydia was now writhing under my face, pushing her cunt up against my mouth and whispering, "Oh god Dan, how I've missed the way you make love to me. It's so animalisticly primal and erotic the way you caress, lick and taste my body and sniff and smell all my body scents and odors. It drives me wild for your hard cock to be deep into the essence of my being. You're the only man in the world my darling who knows how to make love to me and take me to the peak of delicious ecstasy. Oh god don't. "And don't spend the day bending over in front of guys," I ordered. "Just give them their fucking donuts and coffee. I don't want anyone except me looking at my ass." She smiled again and then wiggled her ass at me."Maybe you should come over here and kiss YOUR ass to remind me," she said. I walked over to her and buried my face in her pants covered rear end. "Ohh," she moaned. "Never stop doing that."I slapped her sharply on her upturned rump and she jumped and screamed. She rubbed her ass and. It was dificult, as every sound they made was clearly an attempt to get my attention!suddenely,I felt tiny spit-balls of rolled up paper ploping onto my book pages! I glared toward them, seeing their smug little faces grining in triumph! the whole thing brought me back to grade school,where kids like this always seemed to know how to press my buttons!!back then I was always a bit of a bookworm, and painfully aware of being slightly flat chested and always being teased about my modest plain jane.
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