“Thanks,” she said sweetly.The next set was composed of close-ups of single eyes. That was cake. Number two had it.“The sunglasses were pointles..., because I’d recognize your eyes anywhere,” I said confidently as Heather removed the shades.She winked at me. “On a roll!” she chirped, handing me the next set. She took her water cup in hand and put it to her mouth.Puckered lips. This was a bit harder. I was usually kissing her lips when they were like this, not looking at them. I glanced at Heather. I slowly guided my hand to her glory hole and kept my palm on her pantie for which she gave a jerk then I rubbed and massaged her pussy gently, her pussy was like plump which is soft and to my surprise she was fully shaved, after a couple of mins I can feel her love juice oozing out from her pussy and she is getting deep breaths. This gives me the green signal, at the same time my tool was bursting to get out off my pants. I usually wear tracks in home. It was bulging from the track pant. So’I. Never, in all her years of sexual play, had a cock ever ventured so deeply into her welcoming womanhood.Jonas felt the liquefied vaginal fluids coating his manhood with female fire. This woman's tight, hot cunt stimulated his flesh and made the distended veins in his cock inflate even more. He swelling cockshaft gloried in the first piece of pussy flesh it had had in quite a while.Constricting vaginal muscles squeezed and released this man's hard, horny manhood in a tormenting, tantalizing. Then one day you handed me a blank piece of paper as the work you had completed for the day. I was shocked and horrified. You walked away saying, “It’s OK, Sir, I will catch up next week.” I realised then just how naughty you were. You thought I would let it slide. That night I went over so many different ways of teaching you a lesson, I don’t think I slept at all. The next day was a Friday, and being a long weekend, everyone was keen to get away as soon as they could after school. As the class.