At the end of the hall, she was swung to the right and almost collided with a group of girls. Their uniforms were worse than she imagined, navy blue i... an antique cut, with white blouses and school ties patterned in depressing colours. To finish the look, sturdy black brogans and straw hats. Ugly, she had imagined. But these girls looked like poster children for the late nineteenth century."Ah, excellent," the headmistress exclaimed, "Classmates of yours from 4C. Girls, this is your new. Her fingers caressed myhairless thigh. My cock stiffened. We kissed again and her fingerstouched my cock through my knickers. My erection grew. Her tonguepushed into my mouth and at the same time her fingers stroked the endof my cock. Her synchronised movements made me imagine that the cockthat was being stroked was what was being forced into my mouth.She obviously realised that I was close to orgasm, because she stood upand pulled me to my feet. She took me across to the table. "I guessthat. When he had stopped cumming Manel expertly licked every last drop of semen off the end of his cock and then said to her still stunned son, "You had better get tidied up and off to college, we will talk tonight."Manel also had to get tidied up before her work because she had cum in her panties but she knew that after the events of the last few minutes there was no going back.Just like the previous day, they were both unable to concentrate but this time rather than feeling apprehension they were. And rubbed her pussy for me now and then when the airhostess had passed. when the plane landed we headed to get the bus in to the city and unfortunately it was almost full, this excited me though because we had to sit separate, and knowing my wife was sitting next to another man in her suspenders and bare pussy under her tiny leather skirt was making me horny...I was imagining him getting a glimpse and slipping his hand up her skirt to touch her wet pussy.as the bus stopped at the first stop on.