She was little plump. Her pussy was hairy. Her ass was tight and big. Her ass was around 44. We regularly did sex chat over phone and I masturbated th...nking about her. Then we decided to meet each other real and do real sex. She wanted to come to me but I was not alone so I told her that I will come to you and she agreed for that. Once she invited me to have sex in Kolkata. I was also ready to go. I was so excited. I went and booked a train ticket. While journey I was so excited that my dick. Amber let her right hand wander down to caress her stomach, her fingers lightly tickling as they slid down lower, to trail over her hairless pussy, moving over her slit in long, soft strokes as she closed her eyes and let her mind finally relax. She wet her index finger and slowly moved it inside the fold, up and down, running over her outer lips. She pushed it inside her pussy now, sliding softly and slowly, working it in and out, sighing softly as she fingered herself and let her left hand. "Someday you'll meet your match, Tracy." Maybe, but certainly not today."With that he left closing the door a bit harder than necessary.Tracy Copperton smiled and turned back to the mirror to refresh her makeup. She had meet young Matt Winslow at that dinner party the other night. The college Senior had actually finessed getting seated next to her and in a couple of whispered moments had let her know he would be more than interested in spending some time alone with her. She had, at first, been. She hoped so. Mrs Denver picked up the senior cane and took up her position, tapping Jenny’s bottom with the cane. Deciding she wasn’t happy with how Jenny was positioned she said sternly, “Legs apart Mrs Howe, not together.” She tapped her bottom harder and Jenny quickly spread her legs apart. Still less than satisfied the Headmistress ordered firmly, “I want those legs well apart Mrs Howe,” and put the cane between Jenny’s legs and whisked it from side to side hitting the 42-year-olds soft.