She pounded my bowels, plunging to the hilt in my velvety depths. I gasped, squeezing down around her girl-dick. My toes curled as my body trembled. T...e pleasure surged through my flesh.I whimpered and groaned. My head shook from side to side. My bowels clenched. The heat built and built. This incredible delight rippled through me. My head tossed back and forth, blonde hair dancing.Ms. Rowbottom pinched my nipples.“Oh, my goddess!” I gasped as the electricity jolted down to my pussy.My twat. He was still massaging my balls when miss Davis asked " do you masturbate billy " i had almost forgot she was their, my head was spinning with the pain and the feeling of haveing my cock rubbed by a older man was confusing "No miss Mum said im not allowed to as its dirty " that's right billy" she said" but its why you have an erection, your balls are full " if Mr Phillips will allow it i can help you with that problem "i was trying to get up but Mr Phillips said " one more thing before you. I had my lips all wet and ready for it. In a snail’s pace I moved my mouth down to hers as she sat on the bed. I could swear her lips were still warm and soft I had experienced earlier. I did not have to persist before she started responding nicely. Her tongue was prying like a crow bar and broke through into my mouth and within seconds we leaped far beyond where we left off while we were downstairs. The love started flowing in great urgency. Soft sounds of our moans were exceeding as she was. She grabbed my soft cock with her right hand and pulled me into the shower by it.“Are you bored with me already?” she asked as she stared at my limp cock.She grabbed a bottle of body wash and squeezed a generous amount into her hand. Then, she started stroking my cock with her soapy right hand. She followed quickly by massaging my balls with her left hand and she was working them both in tandem.She said teasingly, “Yuck, your cock was so dirty with my cum!”‘I wished that it was that dirty every.