”“Shit, she’s coming,” Roy said, “let’s slip out the back, Jack,” and he pulled me towards an exit I hadn’t noticed before.I chanced a...look back, and it seemed like she had lost sight of us. I turned back around and kept my head down until we were through the door.“Man, that sucks,” Roy said.“Yeah, what were the chances she’d be here with her lover?” I said.“No, I mean we missed the end of the concert!”“Smart ass,” I said as I punched him on the shoulder.“I’m just yanking your chain, but. I am a 29-year-old college professor. I have long dirty blond hair with honey highlights and I am complimented incessantly on my looks, even by those who have no idea that under my no-nonsense teacher skirt is a pair of lace top thigh highs, a garter belt, and sheer sexy panties that shroud my petite, sensitive penis.Todd was, and still is a friend of my father. They met and became pals not long before I went away to college at eighteen, although I did not meet him until the summer of my junior. Usne jis style mein mera lund choosa aur ab gand marwa rahi thi usse lagata tha ki wah sab action mein mahir hai. Paayal boli kush jaldi bazi mat karna aram se dhakke lagao aur mujhe koi jaldi nahi hai. Manein kaha tumko to lagta hai gand marwane ka bada exp hai.Tab Paayal ne bataya ki nahi ek do baar uske hubby ne koshish ki thi par woh hadbadi mein kabhi achchhi tarah gand nahi maar paya aur uski pichkari pehle hi chhoot gayi.Usne bataya ki usne kaai baar gaaand maaaast waaali blue filme. I put my nose to the wet spot on her jeans and inhaled deeply. Her womanly scent triggered an explosion of fireworks in my brain and my semi-hard cock turned into a steel rod in an instant.She grabbed my head with both hands and mashed herself into my face, grinding her pussy into my nose. She moaned as I worked my mouth over her denim-covered patch, my teeth gnashing at the material, and crushed my face. Reaching up, I undid the button and zipper of her jeans and pulled them down, taking her.