After a while of fucking her in this position, I stopped suddenly, causing Amy to wonder if something is wrong. I leaned back, finding myself on my kn...es as I took hold of her legs and pulled them towards her body. I raised them up, where soon her ankles found themselves hanging over my shoulders. At the same time, I felt her pussy tighten as her legs were brought closer together. Her inner walls squeezed against my hard thick cock inside. I then returned to fucking her. My hips now working. " It was dark by now, and there was no light in the room other than the street lights outside. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw her sitting on the sofa - but only her outline. The room smelled from her 120mm cigarettes and the sweet smell of the imported cognac she drank. "Sit down and tell me where you have been keeping youself," she said. Her speech was noticeably slurred, and I could tell she had been drinking for some time. I told her I had been working long hours and hadn't been. But just to reinforce the hold she had over him, she ‘d already planned what she was going to wear that evening to really tease him and get him begging. She wasn’t going to give it to him on a plate, he’d have to work for it, even though it was in the bag. Steve was worth the wait for her as well though, or at least she presumed. He was tall, around six feet, broad but not in an unnatural bodybuilders kind of way, more rugged and stocky like a rugby player rather than chiselled and honed. But. There was something in her teacher’s eyes, something irresistible, and her voice sounded so… seductive. ‘Look at me, Natalie. Look into my eyes…’ Natalie looked intently at those eyes, trying to discover what was so special about them. Sara leaned forward very slowly, getting closer and closer until her face was no more than three inches away from Natalie’s. ‘That’s right, just relax. Look deep. You can’t resist me.’ Natalie forgot about what she was going to say and soon she forgot about.