He was explaining what they would be doing this school year. Well, it was still the same things as last year it seemed. So, Sandra wasn't too worried ...bout this class. She had done well in this class last year, so it wouldn't be a problem to get good grades again.However, the teacher had also a nice surprise for them all. It seemed that he and the history teacher had made some arrangements for February next year. They all would go for a trip to Italy for a whole week.This would be the first. I considered going down the stairs for a while, and my peeping desires got the better of me.I went down the stairs, for every step my dick got harder. I arrived at the bedroom door, and now the moaning was very clear. I bent down and looked through the keywhole. What I saw was very erotic. My mom was layed down on her back with only her bra and higheels on, while her lover was licking her pussy. She was good looking for a 40 year old women, although I remember being embarrased by her big bush.. I got to admit it does get me hard to know another man wants to play with her dirty panties, and I love hearing him tell me how much he loves her scent. It's very erotic. I started chatting with my friend a year ago. He said he had a panty fetish and would love to sniff my wife's worn panties. We chatted for a while, and he would tell me how he planned to fuck my wife with his big cock, an as she would be begging for it, he would have me stand in the corner jerking my cock with her panties. He. She settled with my pussy and pushed all of the dildo in me in one motion. She didn't start gentle or slow, she went ahead, roughly pounding my pussy. Her hips slapped against my ass, the strap-on's sack smacking my clit, her fingers dug into my skin. The corset, laced so tightly, seemed to be growing tighter round me with each thrust. "Momma I can't breathe!" I cried out. She ignored me, thrusting into me. "Momma please!" I cried. She was unrelenting, pounding harder and harder into me. I.