She would apply her make-up every morning and kept her greying hair at bay with henna dyes. But what caught my teenage attention was her wardrobe of v...ntage lingerie. It was new and alien to my teenage self, and I didn’t understand the stirrings in my loins as my eyes rested upon the collection of frills and beautifully embroidered nylon, cotton and silks. My curiosity and fascination had been awakened.One morning, when my grandmother was attending a church jumble sale one rainy day, I was left. Palmer smiled as I knocked on the closed door of her classroom."Mister Sterling," she said, opening it but standing in the middle to prevent me from passing. "I was afraid you were going to break your record." No, ma'am," I gasped, breathing hard."Paper?" she held out her hand as she continued to bar the door.I handed it to her and she slowly walked back to her desk, scanning the paper as she went. I slid into my seat."Your thesis is that his name wasn't Ishmael?" she turned back to me with. " my mom answered him."Not this time. What she did to that poor girl showed me she's no innocent. I'm going to show her all the kindness she showed that other girl."My temper started to rise. It took a great effort not to run down there and give them a piece of my mind. With thoughts like that, they certainly needed more brains."So, have you got it all?" Got it all taken care of, you mean. Yep. I got a card and a cake. You said you'd get the twenty for her present." It's sitting on my dresser.". She held her boobs tightly and I put my cock on her cleavage and started moving it up and down. It was a heavenly feeling. The sweat on her boobs with my precum and saliva was proving sticky lubrication. In 2-3 minutes I came hard. I did not tell her, so I splashed all my cum on her jaw and throat. She freaked out but I cleaned it. :-)I told her to take out all her clothes and get completely nude. I took off my shirt was standing nude while getting a boob job. She undressed and was looking.