Bhoomika’s body was now painted in her mind. It was a picture she couldn’t erase, and she didn’t want to. Her senses were coming alive; she coul... smell the faint aroma of sweat on her body, and it was enticing. Still standing in front of the mirror, she removed her panties, and sat back on the bed. The mirror continued to provide a view of her. Manjula spread her legs, and gazed at the sight of her pussy, her pubic hair still damp from the combination of sweat and sex. She became aware of how. The supplier Team Lead suggested we go out to a local spot he knew that had great hand tossed pizzas. “Sounds great,” I said. But thought to myself, "The only thing I want hand tossed is my cock!"Once we got to the pizza joint and were seated, an extremely well built young waiter came up to the table and proceeded to take our order. "It just had to be a guy built like a model, didn't’ it?" and my cock started to grow again. I looked down at the menu to try and settle down. “Can I take your. There was the far more serious consideration that she was about to discipline the School Nurse. “Get up please, Miss Harman,” Mrs Surridge ordered. Miss Harman eased herself up and stood looking at Mrs Surridge and Chloe realising she was totally naked and so put her hands in front of her trying to cover her breasts and pussy although not very well she surmised from the smile she saw on Chloe’s face. Mrs Surridge looked at Miss Castle. She had always found Miss Castle difficult to size up. She. I smelled her perfume. Her short, black hair framed her lush and mature face. “If you need anything...”I wanted to ask for a blowjob. “No, no, I’m fine.”She smiled and straightened up, her breasts jiggling. She looked good. She just had a baby and was back from maternity leave, missing most of the school year. You’d never know it from how well her figure looked. A hot, mature teacher.There was no way she was in the club. She was married, a new mother, and wouldn’t want to fool around with a.