“Mmm, no underpants. I approve!” And smiling at the smooth swollen shaft, half exposed and hanging expectantly between your legs, I am reminded of...the balls I had already drained that evening. I reach into your jeans and gently coax your soft penis into the night air. “You like?”“Oh, it’s so big! So heavy!” I gasp, giggling in mock innocence before switching into full cum-slut mode and coquettishly wetting my lips in readiness to receive. I hook my thumbs over the coarse denim material standing. She had posted the new accommodation allocations. Of course there would be the usual problems with people that didn't want to change but it was impossible, she told herself, to do the job without upsetting somebody. There would be the usual queue of students complaining, she knew, but they would simply have to put up with it. It couldn't be done any other way.Mrs Armitage was something of a legend on the campus. Still very attractive for her years, she combined a flirtatious manner towards the. I climbed off and went into the other bedroom. He'd planted a huge load in her. She was face down. I could see it was running out of her. I mounted right up and fucked that hot creamed slippery pussy. (yes, i left my other lover spread and tied in the other bedroom but now it was her husbands turn) I knew he'd made my wife cum 2 or 3 times already so I wasn't expecting much, I just wanted it because of the dirty notion and because it feels so fucking good. As I got into it and pounded her as. Some of the desks had the initials of ex-pupils. Margaret half smiled as she thought of the punishment that would have been meted out to any girl caught defacing school property in that way. Margaret opened the small cupboard in the corner of the room and found three canes and a selection of tawses - the traditional school punishment of Scotland. Of course modern ideas were coming in and these instruments had fallen into disuse. What a shame.The best thing Margaret could think of was to sell.