She just had to have it. So off to the counter she went, shaking with anticipation and desire. Before she knew what had just happened, she was driving...home with this toy on the seat beside her. When she got home she couldn’t wait to have a go. She opened the packet and kissed her new toy. Taking out the baby oil, she spread it all over and positioned herself. As she pushed her body down on the wonderful helmet, she really felt it inside her and it went deep. She could really feel the contours. As I spied on Mrs. Smith, I would jack off with one hand and hold the binoculars with the other. This didn’t work very well at all. The view got very shaky (if you know what I mean) and I had to put them down when I started to cum so I could use the spare hand to hold some paper towels to help contain the flood of cum. Besides, for years I had developed a two handed technique that was required to properly handle my big stick.The answer came to me one day as I sat there catching my breath after. She had looked after herself and had a fabulous body for her age; UK size 10/12, sensational stems, a bum to die for, lovely natural breasts (I reckon a 36D) unusually firm for a sixty something and amazing super sensitive nipples. Looks wise she was the woman next door, shoulder length brunette hair, an attractive friendly face with fresh complexion, sexy hazel eyes and a winning smile. Alan and I clicked immediately and he was happy to chat openly about his wife. No faces on the website pics. ”“Talk? Look let’s go in my room before someone else comes in.”We all went into my classroom and I closed the door. These doors wouldn’t lock so I stood with my back against it. Bobby stood there, his erection quickly melting. Coach walked to my desk and sat on the edge. Looking back and forth between Bobby and myself, he just smiled as he had us where he wanted us. “What do you want, Coach?”“Well, Angel,” he began, “I want some more of what you gave me last night. A lot more. Or I’m going to.