‘I should ask you the same question, Durand.’ He leaned against the table, crossing his muscled arm over his equally toned chest. When she merely...glared at him, he chuckled and advanced, grabbing the marker from her and writing the solution beneath the problem. Rachel couldn’t help but gape, managing to wipe the expression away before he turned around, smugly staring down at her. Finding her voice, she lifted her chin and met his gaze. ‘What does it look like? I’m working on calc.’ ‘Why? It’s. I can see her panties are dripping wet I push them together and tug them with my teeth they snag between her bald pussy lips I then reach up and rip them off taking them and smelling them like they were a trophy.'Do I smell good Paul? why don’t you have a proper taste you sexy fucker'I part her ample thighs and begin to lap at her engorged pussy lips my tongue slowly follows the edges till it reaches her pink clit.I just rasp over it a little then snake my tongue deep in her cunt my fingers now. ”My thighs quivered as she lifted my legs over her shoulders and rolled her tongue. June rubbed her cheeks over my matted fur covered mound. She fluttered her tongue and nipped my swollen labia.I locked my ankles together and slammed upward. My hands gripping the sides of the hard wooden table I ground against her now glistening face.She put two fingers together and slid them into my tightness. They sliced and drove deeper, higher and suddenly she parted them, stretching me, a dull ache as her. "So how was the stud?" Janice whispered as her hands reached up to caress her breasts through the thin blouse. "I'll bet he fucked you bow-legged last night."Valerie tried vainly to disengage but the woman's nimble fingers had already popped several buttons and flipped up the material of her bra to bare her breasts."Janice, stop please," Valerie complained. "Ow."The Infiltrators fingers pinched her turgid nipples that Greg had sucked for an eternity as they drifted off to sleep, leaving them.