Putting on a show, she writhed luxuriously on top of the covers, offering up a sensual sigh to further entice her hidden voyeur. A few years past the...age of twenty-nine that she publicly admitted, Beth Sawyer was a striking woman, achieving that rare combination of firm yet voluptuous that dedicated effort to diet and exercise had bestowed. Clad only in a lacy black bra and the barest patch of tight thong panties, her creamy body seemed to glisten in the pale light shimmering through the. She had 36b chest. I guessed 36-24-36. She wore a cotton print dress. She reminded me of an Italian peasant girl. She had full lips, high cheekbones and a small well-shaped nose. She was short I guess around 5 4. Legs to die for. I guess everything about her was in sync with the rest of her. All of her parts belonged together. Class, this is Miss Petra Agostini. She will be spending the next three to six months with us as a TA. She is a undergraduate from the University of Alabama. Greeting. The other in her soaking wet velvet pussy. She felt one cold hand slide around her waist crossing her belly. She cried our as another orgasm took her body over her reaction was to grind hard in a cumming scream. She felt a spray of cold inside her ass. She moaned loudly bringing a hand down her neck tossing her head to the side. She felt the cold semen slide into her asshole. She then felt the other one cum. She cried out in one more orgasm rocked her pussy feeling the cold semen fill her up.. The pleasure was intense and I heightened it further by milking my spunk into Justine’s underwear. The soft material looked and felt so much better than a tissue. And it was hers – Justine’s. I felt closer than I ever had to the girl I’d lusted over for two long years. Bursting with happiness, I felt as though a gust of wind had blown through me, flushing me clean. I washed Justine’s knickers in the bathroom sink, towel dried them and then placed them back where I’d found them. They’d be dry.