She took out her hand mirror and a wet napkin. She wanted to clean up a bit for her son Tobias, seeing as he was the reason why she was here.Standing ...ehind his desk, Wayne looked over at Janice who had straightened out her skirt and buttoned up her blouse, though she still showed off a healthy amount of cleavage."Ms. Mancini, is Tobias out there?" Wayne clicked on the two-way radio.“Yes, principal Moore.” Angela Mancini looked over at Tobias who stood up.“You can send him in," Principal Moore. Complimented the women, introduced himself to the guys, he was black, very black, he had danced with and fondled my wife before at this same bar, but this night the flirting got to her and she asked me if she should take him out to our motorhome parked in the lot, we were heading out to the desert that night and this probably wouldn't of happened if we hadn't drove the motorhome there that night, it just made it easy. So I said yes, but I wanted her to fix her already short black skirt so her. I immediately started squeezing them. At this point she was in a tight hug with me and he oranges are being crushed by my strong chest. I can also feel a very soft part of her rubbing against my cock.She was making a moaning sound every time I adjust my front part around that soft area. I held her by her buttocks and pressed her hardly against my throbbing cock. All along we were completely dressed and that's the only bad part of this play.Realizing that I was getting restless, she turned. "Tony nodded, acknowledging the difficulty Nina was having. The sale of the houses, the move, and now the kids. "I know there is a lot of pressure on you, Nina. You're handling it very well, but I want to take that pressure off."I hesitate to suggest this ... but ... what if the kids were converted to live-in status? If there was room, they could stay at the school with the other 'live-ins' and be near their friends. We could have them come to the city on weekends and holidays. It would just be.