Fuming about the disruption to her plans, she went home to change before heading to the school to see what her wilful sixteen-year-old daughter had go... up to this time.As Carolyn headed down the motorway, the possible scenarios awaiting her ran through her head. Carolyn had been a boarder at St Agnes' school herself and wondered if things had changed much in the intervening twenty-five years.Carolyn got out of her car and smoothed down her cream skirt. She pulled her camel coat over her pink. I expressed my disappointment with a sharp slap across her left buttock. She squealed in shock, her body jerking with a start. I applied a second swat to her right cheek just because symmetry is important. This time when my hand delved into her inner folds, she wept moisture with abandon. She whimpered softly as I moistened my fingers within her. She gave another startled cry as my hand withdrew and rose higher, a finger gently circling the puckered ring of flesh that was my true destination.. The. As I got more adventurous and began to enjoy her juices I probed further and further into her vagina making her moan louder and louder as she reached her climax a second time as he thighs slammed into the side of my head again and her hands pressed my face agains her vagina as she bucked against my face and her juices squirted out against my face whih I drank up enjoying her taste.As her breathing began to level out again I pulled back to take off my shorts to reveal my seven and a half. I walked over to her car and jumped in the passenger seat. She must have been working late as she was still in her work clothes. A tight shirt and business pants. Of course these were tight on her. She seems to like wearing her clothes like this. I'm not complaining :-)As we were driving along and chatting, I kept staring at her boobs, large thighs and hips. Her shirt had risen a bit and some flesh on her hips was visible. I could also see a bit of her bra as the buttons struggled to contain.