Mrs Surridge heard the sob and smiled. She was usually very professional when caning the schoolgirls. She caned them firmly and using the same strengt... for each stroke. Caning Miss Harman though was different. She caned her harder than she did the schoolgirls. Much harder in fact. The sobbing told her that she had got it right as only with the tears was there the feeling the School Nurse was learning a lesson. Mind you, she told herself, judging from the fact she was going to be spanked by Miss. She welcomed me in and asked me to sit and as soon as she turned to walk to the kitchen my god her Ass was Jingling and my rock started to get restless, look at her jingling ass sent me to flash back when I used to be in school all those thoughts invaded my mind and I came to my senses when she called my name and offered me a glass of water, it was much needed at that time. She started with casual conversation about my college and what I have planned and what I did and all sort of thing but I. He was 510, in good shape, longish blonde hair and I knew Beth would enjoy having him fuck her. I told him I had to make sure he was honest, etc. since he might be living with us so I had several more questions that I needed complete honesty in his answers and he agreed. I asked what type of women he preferred. He answered older women who are not carrying a lot of extra weight. When I asked what he thought of Beth, he said she is really great. Do you find her pretty? Yes. She is 52 years old,. I savored the sweetness of her juices as she rocked gently back and forth over my face in rhythm with my darting tongue. After a few minutes she stayed still as I flicked her clitoris until she came. “Now my turn”, she said, crawling backwards in the bed until her head came level with my throbbing cock. I could hardly describe how it felt to have Sandy suck me off. She certainly hadn’t taken lessons from her mother, simply because there was no comparison. I had always thought Karin was pretty.