“Or did you want another look like last Friday?” Her fingers untied the knot, and began to pull her robe open, Niki’s eyes watching Ms. Craig’... face, ready to stop if she must. But Ms. Craig said nothing, the older woman’s eyes riveted on the belt clasp, and at the edge of the robe as it slowly slid apart. Sure now of her power over her teacher, and still wildly aroused from the morning, Niki continued to open her robe until she was sitting there, her body on display as the two sat together at. Mr Tremain seemed glad to see me and led me straight to his bedroom, opening his wardrobe I got the surprise of my life as there must have been about twenty ladies macs from see throw to black leather, he just said pick one to wear for me, I got an instant hard on as I run my hands from one to the other finally deciding on a very shiny pvc trench coat in the same red as my boots, taking it from the hanger Mr Tremain admitted it was his favorite so off I went to the bathroom to change, once. "No panties?!?!" I just nodded my head mouthed the word "Oops" and smiled. Jeannie continued to stroke me with her toes throughout our lunch. By the time I signed the check for lunch I could not have been wetter or more excited. I slipped Jeannie's wet toes from between my thighs and replaced her high heel. With the strap of her shoe buckled back around her ankle, I ran a finger over and between her toes, wetting it in my own juices, before I released her foot. I gave my fingertip a little lick. She moaned with pleasure as he penetrated her. Both Josh and Tabitha thought it was better than they expected. They slowly settled into a rhythm and met each other in pace and thrust. Josh’s hands roamed her body. His fingers played with her nipples and grazed her clit. His tanned, muscular hands were a contrast to her creamy, soft skin. It was a beautifully artistic photo. Brent continued to circle around them, taking every photo he could think of. He knew this was probably the only time he.