Nor the Museum. It seemed to me that she was tired. Not so much physical fatigue, as emotional. She had vested a lot in this visit, and the time you a...ranged with Mitchell and her visit to the legislature were a heavy load.”“You might be right. She was quite wound up when I spoke to her.”“Yes, you mentioned that on the phone. Anyway, we’ve got a big exhibit on spiders, but I decided that wouldn’t be her metier. However, our other big show – opened only two weeks ago – is of the work of the. The smell was not overly strong but it was very erotic and I could think of nothing more then making it feel good and shoot the big thick creamy load that I hoped was stored inside. “Get on your hands and knees and stick out your ass, slut.” He commanded. He stood just far enough away that when I leaned forward to get on my hands his cock was just inches away from my lips. I looked up at him and he slapped my face with his big member a few times before letting it lay across my face from my chin. Altogether I was under her desk for over twenty minutes and, once I heard Mrs. Trellis leave I slowly uncorked myself from my hiding space ? legs cramping - and immediately found myself in an entirely different form of trouble ? Edna!Her face was a little blotchy and her breathing a little fast and, to my dismay, she was holding a riding crop in one hand ? smacking it into the palm of the other ? a most disconcerting sight to see. "Where WERE you!" The words formed a question, but it was a. Her hands gripped the sheets a little harder. I let my hand trail up to her clit and i began to massage it gently through her panties and i felt her shudder and she leaned into the bed for support. "Oh god Taylor...i...i had no idea..." she panted before trailing off. I stopped rubbing her beautiful pussy for only a moment."Sloane..you said you wanted this to be memorable right?" yes baby...i want you to do whatever you want with me..." she said her voice heavy with lust. "ok close your eyes.