Us k baad hum nay french kiss shuru kar di. bohot der tak hum aik dusaray k hont choostay rahay or galay miltay rahay us k bad us nay meri chest k but...on khol diay or meri chest per kissing karnay lag gai wo meri chest per kat rahi thi or zor zor se kissing kar rahi thi me nay usay us k balon se pakra hua tha.Wo bohot jazbati ho rahi thi.me nay us k breast ko pakar k dabana shuru kar dia.or us ki qamis ko utar dia us nay black color ki bara pehni hoi thi jis me us k breast bohot hi payaray lag. I’m gonna be fucked on my own desk! she thought with amazement and a sparkling desire that wound her mental clock back for at least ten – and maybe twenty – years.Whilst she had been getting in place, Donna had stepped into the strap-on’s harness with the adroitness of frequent practice, and was tightening the final buckles. Cathy wet her lips, still slightly anxious, as Donna moved purposefully up behind her rump, lining-up the long pink rod of the dildo on the older teacher’s slightly gaping. The handle of the bat was a little wider than a normal cock and a lot longer. "You can't be serious," I said. "Like I said, bite down," he said. "It is going to hurt!"I put the ruler between my teeth and bit down hard, closing my eyes and lying down flat on the desk. I felt the round wood of the cricket bat handle press against my butt cheeks. I put my hands on my arse and spread my cheeks as wide as I could as he pressed the handle against my dry hole. I hoped he would use some lube but. ”“Yes ma’am,” I smiled as I pulled my shirt over my head. “Oh my, a gentleman and a hottie, that ex of yours must have been crazy to leave you.”I smiled at her compliments, “She had her reasons I guess.”Judy took my shirt and walked out of the room to wash it. I stood there shirtless and dumbfounded. I was thankful that my girls were busy for the night so I would not have to explain why I was late getting home. When Judy returned she was smiling. “If I had known it would be so easy to get your.