Alicia pretended to be reading her science workbook as Mrs. Ames walked into the quiet lab."A bit late for studying, young lady!"Alicia smiled with a ...right charming smile at the attractive mature woman and tried to take her mind off the exciting sensation of the glass dildo buried deep inside her anus. She was glad Mrs. Ames did not suspect her of such slutty behavior."Yes, Miss. I wanted to be ready for the mid-term exam and keep my grade up high."The suspicious teacher with the long, shapely. There wereabout twenty in the group. The walk was a bit uninspiring and thecompany bland. We only did six miles and I felt very flat after it. Iwas home early and Sam instructed me to have a bath and get my glad ragson. She had got us tickets to see the Royal Ballet dance Myerling. Wehad not been to the ballet in ages. Both of us were dressed to kill aswe arrived at covent garden. Our seats were the best, in the stalls, andwe saw the most beautiful and sad ballet. We were both weeping by. Finally, she stood before him naked. There was no giggling modesty, she simply stood proudly before him, wanting him to see her. Patrick was overwhelmed. He had never seen her naked, and he cried out, ‘Oh God, you are so lovely.’ She helped him undress. He touched her very tenderly, running his hands over her breasts as if they were the most precious things in the world, which or course, in that moment for Patrick, they were. He laid her gently on the couch and explored her clitoris with his. I always got turned on when I pictured this in my head, the thralls of tilting my head back and fucking me hard... It was like he'd read my mind or perhaps always listened when I talked. I smiled to myself as I felt his hand settle against my throat; tilting my head backwards I could almost meet his eyes. 'You tell me to stop and I'll sto-'he muttered, unfinished as I bit down on to my lip. That’s when I felt him thrust deep into me, I screamed in ecstasy. His hand remained at my throat,.