I told her, “granted baby, have it, it is all yours. But i too have my fantasy. I want you to ride me, squeezing my lund in your chut, while i knead...your these beautiful swinging boobs.” She kissed me and said “granted, but let me suck your lund first.” She pushed me on bed. I was on my back. She mounted me and adjusted herself over me to be in line with my lund. Before she gulped it in her mouth, i stopped her and asked, “before you start sucking, please trap my lund between your boobs and. I couldn't take my eyes off her, the wild side that I had always known was there was being totally set free and I found myself actually wanting to see more. As the three of them parted she looked over at me with a wanton, sultry look on her face before offering her glistening fingers to Pete and Dave, each took a turn to suck her juices from them. The look of sheer lustful hunger in her eyes said she was not about to be stopped and she was in the mood for more.Wendy muttered, "That felt so. Tongues lashed at her nipples. One of the boys was tilting her head back and kissing her – well, shoving his tongue into her mouth.Further down a different tongue probed her moist cavern. She stretched out her arms, not having to move much before her hands touched uniforms and wandered swiftly to revealing bulges, which she stroked and squeezed longingly. Hands and mouths were all over every part of her; ravenous boys, feasting on teacher, as if they were trying to devour her.Panties pulled to. She stood there in the doorway in a black leather micro skirt and black hold-ups and a black sleeveless T-shirt beneath which it was very obvious she wore no bra. Her 38D tits stuck out perkily and her nipples were hard and erect as they always were when she had seen her daughter shoot. Sharon and her mother Jayne were members of that rare group of women who actually came in a jet of juice. Indeed Jayne had once starred in a porn film in which she had half filled a wine glass from several.