Her calling me a good boy sent a surge of electricity through me. They promptly left and I wondered what I had gotten myself into.About 20 mins later,... I got a text:'Go into our master bathroom and take a shower. Clean up really good and text us once you're done, dry yet still in our bathroom, but do not dress yet.'15 mins later, I texted back that I was showered and dry.The next text was:'Go into our bedroom and open the top right drawer of my wife's dresser. That is her lingerie drawer. Pick. Her doll-like face had been framed perfectly by her long raven black hair. For a brief moment, her intense beauty had me entranced. It was at this moment that time itself seemed to stop. I glanced back at the body only to find that her eyes had now opened and were staring directly at me. Then she stood and stepped out of the tattered bag that had become her grave. My heart pounded louder in my chest with each step she took closer to me. I was speechless and completely frozen. Finally, she came. I pull your skirt down. I’m reaching down below your belly button. Oh, I’m so horny, but I want to make this last. I rub your legs and gently pry your legs apart. I leave little kisses all over your panties, I don’t go near your slit. You grab my head and try to move it towards your pussy, but I refuse. I’m not ready for that yet. I run my tongue down your right leg. You shiver. I stop near your knee. I move to the other knee. I run my tongue up your left leg, right back up to your. Apart from her curvy body she had a fucking sexy face and milk white complexion. She was 29 years old and had a stunning figure of 36-28-40.She was the candy we all had lusted for. During her classes everyone would be quiet, but little did she know that she was being groped in everybody’s mind. She was obviously aware of her sexiness because whenever I looked into her eye she would pass on a naughty smile. My teen hormones and her lucrative physique was enough for her to be the model of my.
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