A huge bulge formed in his pants and it turned me on that my old teacher was getting a hard on over me. I spread my legs wider and gave him a big grin...He stepped between my legs and slipped his big, black hands over my knees, sliding them along the inside of my thighs till his wrists bumped against the bottom of my skirt. My nipples grew hard as his thumbs tickled my pussy hair.He grinned at me and said, "What have you been doing all these years, Vicky." I got married, but now I'm divorced. My. Your hands leave my hair and move down my back and over my sides. Your fingers curl around the bottom of my shirt and pull it up over my back. The cool air of the room gives me goose bumps and makes me shiver. We sit up and you pull my shirt over my head and I pull yours off too. I fall back on top of you and kiss you harder. I move down your body and kiss your neck. Your hands move over my back along my spine. I lift myself onto my arms and off of your body. I move further down to kiss the top. We then broke the kiss and saw each others eyes and as i loved her boobs and ass went straight to remove her dress and saw her huge jugs hanging and i smelled those 2 hangings fruits they were so good and then i waited in patience to taste them while she got up and rubbed her pussy which was shaved perfectly.I admired her nudity and we had a chat in which i asked her who shaved you? she replied it was her mom and she in a high sex mood admitted that her mom is a lesbian and she does love to. ”“Fine”, I said, sullen.“Come on”, she said. “Don’t be like that, sweetie.”She was right. I was being ungrateful again. She’d been very generous to me, and the extra SIM cards seemed overcautious, but kindly meant, and they might come handy one day. She didn’t have to make me feel like a little child, though.“Don’t call me Mandy again, please?” I said, with a tentative smile. “Not in public, at least? And thank you. I appreciate all you do for me. Just ... I’m not eight, ok?”“That’s better”,.