I could see the same nightmare in her eyes."Helen," I said softly, thinking of a way to find out the truth here. "Was Dr. Ramsey there the night you m...de love to your boyfriend." Yes," she replied shyly. "What was she doing?" I don't know. Making sure I was okay. I was so scared." Did she make you have sex with him?" I...I...," she struggled with the words, "I'm a woman now. I want...want...wanted to have...sex with a...a...a man." Yes, I'm sure you did, Helen," I told her gently. I looked over. She was a very desirable woman and when we dressed together I could see her naked; her silky long hair, her soft cheeks, her stylish face, her full lips, her broad shoulders, her amazing slim and toned body, her big breasts, her taut nipples, her washboard abs, her silky smooth thighs, her long legs. The beautiful thatch of hair between her legs. It was trimmed into a lovely landing strip. She was a material woman, though. Every night she wanted a lover. When I became an adult, she encouraged. He slid it open and told Leonard to take the bridge. ‘Where are we going?’ Amy asked. ‘A long drive. I want some time alone with you. Is that okay?’ ‘Of course.’ She kissed him again as he ran his hand up the length of her leg, feeling her cotton legging underneath the wool skirt. ‘Very professional,’ he teased. ‘Keep going,’ she giggled into his neck, as his hand slipped high enough to discover that her conservative tights stopped at her thighs. ‘Oh, naughty teacher,’ he moaned in her ear.. “I know you wanted my cock. Look how you dressed knowing I was coming over. You are just one cheating Milf aren’t you! Well Milf.. get over here and get what you need.” He said as he took off his pants and threw them in a pile on the floor. You almost ripped off your skirt and darted towards the bed. With a light shove you pushed him back on the bed and lifted one leg over top and mounted him. You ran your pussy lips up and down the shaft, dry humping him. You could feel the combination of his.