……Bob Franklin paused in front of the suite door. For the first time in almost 16 years he felt a twinge of nerves go through his rippling muscles...At first, he thought Bill was pulling his leg when he came up to him at the hotel bar, in a disheveled mess, and told him that a guest asked for him personally to go to their room. Rules are rules, and no guest could personally book a VIP employee, even him. Then Bill said her name.Marsha McPherson.Since Bob graduated, he had served hundreds of. Well keeping onto the same track this is about a pg mathematics school teacher handling higher classes a divorcee well into her forties 44 to be precise blessed with a son staying with her parents at Bangalore was slowly warming up with a former student. Sadhana had been teaching for many years with the new international standard school situated in Puzhal a suburb on the out skirts of Chennai in the near proximity of the new jail complex. She on occasion, encounters former students on the. Patty felt the giant cockmeat pole slamming into her belly, ravishing her pussy to bursting with every thrust. Madly she humped her ass to meet Henry's rhythm, crazed with her insatiable need for hard cock."Gonna cum again!" she cried. She flung her arms around his shoulders, whipping her ass off the sheets in a frenzy of lust. "Ungggh! Fuck my pussy, fuck my horny little pussy! I'm cumming now! Fuck my cunt, Henry, cumming, I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"Her tight, hairy pussy sucked and throbbed. Tap. Tap."Ollie? Are you there?"Her little voice was weak and cracking. She'd been crying."I'm here," I said. "Hold on."I got the wood panelling of the bedroom wall moved aside and I found her little hand reaching out in the space between our rooms. She grabbed my hand and held it tightly."It's okay. Don't cry, Sissie. I'm here." Are you okay, Ollie?" she said."I'm okay," I answered. "Did he hurt you?" No. He just shoved me into my bedroom and slammed the door." What time is it?" I don't.