But rather than give me the release I so desperately needed, he turned his attention to my other leg. The feeling of his stubble against my inner thig... was exquisite. As he got higher up my smooth, toned thigh I wound my fingers into his hair trying to guide him to where I wanted him. When he got to the apex of my legs it seemed as though he was not only teasing me, but himself too. He yanked my little white panties down to my ankles and started licking my juices from my smooth, soft slit as if. .mai darta hua us ke door per pohancha to door open hi tha mai seedhe andar chalagaya aur door close kardiya jaise hi door band kar ke mai palta to meri nazar seedhe aunty per padi wow kya lag rahi thi wo gown pehna ua tha blue color ka aur us me ek dum pari lag rahi thi..mai seedhe use smooches karne laaga aur us ke boobs dabane laga aur us ki mooti gaand dabaane laga..wo bhi mujhe kiss karne laagi aur mera lund khada ho gaya wow us ne andar kuch nahi pehna tha maine us ka gown utaaar diya ek. She was thirty-eight-years-old. She always dressed for school in a white blouse and a dark blue skirt. It was summer and she wore short sleeves. She wore stockings throughout the year. Mrs Stone had always thought Miss Dawson to be one of the scarier teachers though. She was after all, on the discipline team. In fact, whenever the Headmistress was away it was Miss Dawson who disciplined any of the girls who were sent to her. The school was for sixteen to eighteen-year-olds and was well known. It was not a pronounced bottom, just nice and well-rounded, and as if to provoke my interest further, he spread his legs a little on the grass, so that I had a view of him right up between his legs to his crotch, now pressed hard on the flat grass. I dont know what it was he was reading, it was either something a bit racy or something very boring, because I soon began to notice fixed as my gaze was on his delightful bottom that he seemed to be alternately clenching and unclenching his buttocks..