I had never connected the two but her daughter, Mandy, was the hot topic of our school. She was about 5’6’’ a little overweight but lips and tit... to die for. I had snogged her and played with her tits at parties but it was only the usual teenage fumble. Today she was wearing a short wrap around skirt and one of those strapless tops that are elasticated at the top and sit just above the tits. I was just praying that Mandy had come for my pleasure although I wouldn’t mind sharing her with my. Im so tight there. So very tight. You spank me and chuckle lightly language baby. Remember youre a lady I can see you smirk in the mirror and you put your hands back on my hips. Yes Sir Im so full up I can feel the head of your cock against my cervix. Rubbing there. Pressed tight against that spot deep deep inside me. You rub your hands over my ass and hold your cock steady inside me Oh Princess. Your are so tight and wet today. This wont last long Then you start to move and the pull/push of. She was over at one counter and was making a sandwich. I unscrewed a socket on the wall and began testing. 'I know it’s not your job, but do you mind unscrewing this for me?' Damn it. I turned around and was greeted by a view of a jar of Branston pickle, her gorgeous face and her two magnificent tits. I was already sweating and finding it difficult to find my words, so I just nodded and smiled, and took the jar from her. As embarrassing as it was, I was struggling to get the thing open. My. We have a few adjustments that have to be made to be sure you are comfortable," she said as she smiled that radiant smile.She turned around and led him back to the same dressing room he was in two weeks before. He watched her walk in front of him. This time she had on a skin tight, red, leather mini skirt. Her hips moved just right as she walked in front of him. The black hose ran enticingly up those long legs and he wondered if she had panties on this time. Her top was a cream colored sweater.