All edges were trimmed with silk tape in a two-shades-darker blue. She had searched the shops to find a suitable lingerie set and had settled on match...ng the colour of the beading tape. Her bra was more aesthetic than functional: she didn't need the support. It and her high-cut panties were a delicate semi-transparent lace.She tidied her hair as best she could – her frizzy blonde curls were uncontrollable at the best of times – fixed her makeup then slipped into her 3" shoes and went down to. ”She smiled back and bent. I grabbed my cock and slowly pushed it in her sweet pussy. When my entire shaft was in, I grabbed her breasts with one hand and her clit with the other. I started pushing back and forward with slow moves as I caressing her clitoris. Her moans were telling me how to move. Once again I felt her pussy squeezing my cock and releasing it. Juices were dripping down and my hand left her clitoris and gathered some. Then I put my finger in her asshole. This went on for several. “I think we can change the subject now, thank you very much!” I said.“Now you know why he’s so damn good, Kathy!” Mary smirked.“Maybe a plaque at the High School?” Bethany teased. “You know, like they do for athletes or donors!”“OK, OK. Enough!” I said firmly as everyone laughed.We had finished our lunch, so we headed out. Mary got into the car with me so I could take her home.“You just had to tease me about that, didn’t you?” Mary said, a smile showing she wasn’t upset.“If I can make you. Remember what I said about sheer bloody hell?"Penny switched to the appropriate channel and was soon immersed in the glories of Mozart's masterpiece. What an incredibly and wonderfully odd mixture Miranda was! She'd never have taken her to be a lover of the fine arts - never in a million years!She gave her full attention to the performance. At the end, as the audience's applause faded away and the late night news came on, she was very grateful for her new mentor's command. And why was the woman.