Sally’s vulva was open, glistening with juices and perfectly in line with the dildo. Milf sex She propped herself up on one elbow to look down on Nashiko, and slipped a hand between the younger woman’s thighs to fondle her mound. The ex-student and her former teacher drank a toast to each other in the kitchen, their eyes drinking in more than their mouths. ‘Oooh, yes Ma’am, yes please!’ she replied. Ms Henrikson stopped outside the door of this, to which of course she possessed a key. It was intensely arousing – much more so than if it had been done against the naked flesh – and Sally’s eyes went round in surprise and appreciation. Sally was clearly a bit of a traditionalist: her bra was in white, but more feminine in its shape and decorative small bows than might have been anticipated from the no-nonsense softball coach and the logical math teacher. She made a mental note that she must chat to Hayley later on and find out what she had been up to.
