"Tell me what my girl wants," you demand of me. "Please fuck me!" I beg. And you do. Sinking into my wet pussy, you fill me tight. I rock back again...t you, as you grasp my hips and thrust, claiming your prize. "Dirty girl," you groan, "My slutty angel." My tits bounce with each thrust, jiggling under my shirt. I gasp with sharp inhalations each time you push deep. My fingers are working furiously again, rubbing. This is no slow lazy fuck. Rather this is an urgent coupling, hasty,. I could see he was nervous and just wanted toget to the car as soon as possible."Instead of heading right home, I lingered in the store made him shop awhile longer. I told him he needed to get used to wearing a bra andadjusting his posture to show off his assets, so I was going to buy someextras for him to wear between now and the show while keeping hisperformance bra nice and new."A few days later, I talked with his teacher and the school principaland convinced them to be really supportive of. So this student came. When he couldn’t see me in the hall, he looked towards my bedroom. The door was open. He saw me lying there, exposing my pantie.Knowing this, I purposely put my fingers inside my pantie and started to finger my pussy and started to moan lightly! He was shocked.He started to call me as ‘mam’ as if he didn’t see me doing this. So I woke up and went outside. I saw him standing there. I asked him to sit down. He sat down the chair.I told him that I will bring him some juice. Our lips pressed hard together, we kissed and her arms came around me and pulled me in closer to her. With all we had done, this was the first time our bodies had really pressed into one another, and I felt her breasts, sweaty yet firm, pressed against my chest. That kiss was almost as exciting or maybe more so than all the fucking and sucking and spanking we had done. It was hard and passionate, almost with desperation, and yet it was also gentle and tender, and it spoke to me as if to say.