"You know how long ago that was. If you don't do me, I'm gonna die. Never mind if it hurts a little." Just a minute while I get a candle," Laura whisp...red.She kept one short, squat, long-burning one that was especially good for sex in the bottom drawer of the bedstand, along with matches. In a second she had it lit and turned off the light. She pulled down the bedspread and top sheet, and she and Charise stretched out on the mattress."This is romantic," Charise cooed. "I never did it by. Now it looks like you're going to be stuck in detention already. Mrs Jefferson has been your homeroom teacher for the last three years and she always had a zero-tolerance policy for tardiness. It probably came from her old age. The old woman always looked like she would just fall apart if she tripped and fell or something. Regardless, being late is not something that she approves of at all.Finally you arrive at the door and quickly open it and rush in, "I'm sorry Mrs. Jefferson! My car broke. As i was pretending to listen to my Dad, i saw the sight i'd wake up to see all my life...I saw my MILF mom walking down the stairs wearing the sluttiest outfit ever! I noticed her red lace bra which was flashing a lot of cleavage, struggling to contain her large bouncing boobs. Her pink areolas were completely visible and her nipples where just about to pop out to wish me a good morning. I could see my Mom's matching red panties. They were see through and provided a complete view of her bald. Frustratingly, Aimee removed her hand from my thigh, which was centimetres away from my now fully erect cock. She stopped kissing me and took the half empty glass of wine from my hand and placed it on the table along with her own. She sat back and put her arm around my waist, gently pulling me around towards her. “Get on top of me,” she said. I knelt on the sofa, the bulge of my cock clearly visible through my black dress. Aimee had a glance at it and smiled. I placed a knee either side of.