Sometimes they are fun-loving people, gentle, polite and appreciative of my work.Remeber that guys. On one afternoon, I arrived at work after a partic...larly great weekend. So my spirits were very high. I was wearing my favorite dance costume. I wore a loose white cotton blouse. Without a bra, my breasts rubbed softly against the fabric and enticed my nipples each time they touched. I wore a pleated skirt, medium length and soft cotton panties. This day, they were pale green. It is a simple. He obeys in disbelief as this sexy mature woman wraps her hand around his shaft , her other hand rubbing her clit.Does that feel good she asks.He nods eyes closed he feels her other hand on his stomach and chest caressing his athletic body . Opening his eyes as he feels her tongue on the head of his erection , he can see students walking pass the window . The woman is talking dirty to him .I'm stroking your black fuck stickHer seductive voice sayingThis white bitch is stroking your big black. I ran my dick down between her legs, letting her pussy wet my cock, coating it with her juice, before moving the tip of my cock to her back door. With gentle motions, is pressed it with the tip, letting her get used to the feeling of the tip on the very outskirts of her ass. My tip was barely being inserted in her and I felt her tense up, and watched her anus clamp shut. I slowly moved it up and down, caressing her pussy with the tip of it, then sliding it back upwards to the forbidden hole,. "We were polite enough to allow Mom to finish her last sentence, but we have no idea whether or not Dad had anything to add. What we did in bed is so obvious that I am not going to describe it here. However, I will say that both of us were sore in slightly different places. I was walking kind of funny, so I was glad that today was Saturday and not a school day. Well, Tom was walking kind of gingerly, too, but he claimed that it was from very tired abdominal muscles.Mom and Dad laughed when they.