..I kind of have a lot of unpacking to do at home still. As he kneels down and begins picking up the glass. She stands up " oh no worries... I totally...understand, see you tomorrow sir!" she smiles before leaving. There's now way she could have accidentally knocked the frame over....right? The front door opens to the townhouse and Brett is very happy to be home....also was having trouble fighting feelings that his student...oh god...his student had put into his mind. He walks upstairs to the bed. He then stopped kissing me, leaned down a bit and pulling the top of my babydoll down, leaned in and started sucking on my tits. When he stopped "You like that you fuckin' cunt" he asked me as he shoved his hand into my wet cunt "Yes, yes" I answered back "It feels fuckin' good" I added "You want my fuckin' black cock don't you whore?" he then asked "Oh please yes" I answered "I want your fuckin' black cock" I added and he forced me down onto my knees and with one hand, undid his belt, unzipped. She was dressed in a beige skirt, white satin blouse, tan low-heels and taupe pantyhose. Although she wore a brassiere she had forgone panties because her pantyhose had a control-top. She had thrown on a little makeup and lipstick; her hair was still wet and she was flushed.Michele’s thirty-two year old daughter Jennifer sat sobbing on the couch; a cup of tea, untouched and cooling on the coffee table in front of her.Michele sat beside her daughter and put her arm around her.“I’ve finally left. “You really are rock hard.“Are you desperate for it?”Her arse had never looked better.I wondered why she had a bowl with ice blocks close by.Then she put a few of them in her mouth.The effect of her lips and ice blocks on my rock hard cock was electric.Hot and cold for contrast.“Put some ice in my bum crack,” she ordered, “I love the feel of it in my arse crack and running into my clit.“It turns me on even more.”“Tell me if you like me sucking your cock.“Am I good?“I need to know.”“Baby you are.