‘I’m sorry… but I’m just sitting on your lap… I’m not trying to do anything, Professor. Is… is that better?’ She moved a little more. ...��Very good…’ I said, ‘Um… so, I would turn up your skirt, and bend you over my desk, peel your panties down and start your spanking…’ ‘On my bare bottom, with everything… um, showing? If I was naughty?’ She was wriggling a little, gyrating against me. She pressed against me and her lips nuzzled my ear. ‘Like, if… if I acted inappropriately with my teacher? Mmmm…. It would be the noise of the kitchen bell or the vegetables sizzling in the pan, but the fact is I did not hear him approach. Suddenly I felt his breath on my neck, his tongue on my nape, his right hand between the apron and my chest squeezing my nipples, his left hand rubbing my bulge. I shudderedI could feel the veins throbbing while he was rubbing his cock between my buttocks, I could tell their beats if not because my mind then was not thinking on numbers. I could barely move his arms. One in particular caught my attention. They would organise any given scenario……. role play to a script if need be.It was with no small amount of trepidation that I contacted the “leader”. Not sure what they would think of our particular request. (Perhaps I am more twisted than even I think I am. lol) From our first contact, Ian made me feel very comfortable & at ease. He spoke to L to ensure that we were genuine. He also put her mind at ease. This was a major move outside our “comfort zone”, so. I grabbed her fat arse cheeks and pulled her down to me, as her spread cunt drew closer I could smell her arousal. I was a little disappointed as when I had made her squirt it had cleaned out her cunt and I prefer it stale and stinking, but her fresh hot pussy juices were still a lovely smell. I was engulfed by her meaty cunt, as it smothered my face I poked my tounge out and started to lick. I struggled to gasp breaths as she ground her dripping wet cunt against my face, moaning deeply into my.