We snuck through my parent's room into the bathroom, both of us giggling. The massager is pretty heavy. She felt the weight of it as she looked at me ...wkwardly, flipped the switch to turn it on, experimented with opening her legs and placed it right on her clit."Ohhhh..." she said, exaggerating the experience at first. "Fuccckkkk that's amazing." She wiggled it back and forth before settling into a happy spot. "Shit," she said almost to herself. "Mom uses this doesn't she?"I laughed, "Don't. As she got closer, I pulled out and let her lie on the bed, then mounted her, eager only to watch her face as she came again. I rode her in a steady rhythm, her hips circling under my straight back and forth, and we watched each other watching each other’s face. She stared up at me reveling in her body, and I stared down at her as I reveled in her. Soon her rhythm quickened and her thrusts became more focused, and as she reached the short haul before orgasm, I struggled to match her thrusts. She was compact but in absolutely excellent shape. She worked out almost daily. She was small breasted and fairly broad hipped but very, very pleasing nonetheless. She had an outgoing personality and was fierce in her allegiance to and defense of those whom she loved. Her concern for her son’s medical school education is a case in point. She had married a high school sweetheart and had Dale already at the age of 18. Of course, the sweetheart turned out to really be a meathead, which he proved. After a couple months it was time for the class members to have their one-on-one conferences with the teacher. Teresa had a sign-up sheet for the students to choose a time that suited their schedule. Milo picked a time at the very end of one of the days. He thought if he met her at the end of the day he might get a little more than the allotted time.Milo roamed around the building where the English Department was located until he found Teresa’s office. It was on the second floor at the end of.