"My good friend," said Albert, "I beg pardon for my intrusion, but I was anxious to know from your own mouth if your master was really out or not." He...is really out, sir," replied Baptistin."Out, even to me?" I know how happy my master always is to receive the vicomte," said Baptistin; "and I should therefore never think of including him in any general order." You are right; and now I wish to see him on an affair of great importance. Do you think it will be long before he comes in?" No, I think. She really sexed up the place in her tight jeans and knee high boots.Plus she was head of the fund raising committee for the skating club. So she was in my office booking the upstairs hall all the time. She was a serious piece of milf, not too tall, long wavy black hair, green eyes, always in good shape was a regular at the yoga classes which were held upstairs on Mondays and Wednesdays. Always wore tight jeans and tight sweaters to the rink, which showed off her firm d cups and small ass, she. My head hurt like hell, and my nose smelt like her pussy, but i liked it. her juices were a turn on, and i began to feel a warmth between my legs. the tempo grew as she neared orgasm. her rocking grew hysteric as did her moans. suddenly, she pressed her sex down on my face like a vice, and came. the juices splattered faster than i could lick, and spread over my face. she sighed, and got off."what a slut you are. "she said as she cirlced around me, like a tiger round a prey. i finally found my. A surge of basic instinct. Your arm wraps around me tight and you lick my ear. I’m squirming slowly and moaning like a porn star.“Show no mercy.” I tell you. We’ve goofed around before as guys. I look so delicate right now, but you know what I can handle and you let go of your inhibitions. You pull my shorts aside and bury your face in my pussy. Licking it. Biting my cheeks. Spanking me. I’m dripping. You grab my ass with both hands and go to town on that pussy. It tastes good. It smells sweet..