" Mmmf, " she hear herself groan, as she strained to push her tonguefurther into the glass. The mirror was fogging under her hot breath. Her legs were... weak. She dropped to her knees in front of the mirror, buther mouth would not free itself. Her lips slid down the mirror, keeping herin contact with the tongue of her lover. All of her feelings came now fromthe black lace around her neck. Even as her pussy began to send shock wavesof pleasure through her body, the feelings seemed to be an. It had to be 50 stories tall, how in the world does a simple clinic have the ability to maintain this building? I walked through the revolving glass doors and over to the reception desk, she was on the phone. The desk was oak, set apart with a floor lamp and desk lamp, both antiques, and resting on a very nice Chinese rug. The room was small, with two hallways on either side of the desk, and a small two person couch against the wall. I made a move to sit in the couch, but she motioned me to. This was the first time I met such a seductive, open-minded teacher. I again wondered if I was discussing with my son’s teacher. This madam was a little extra frank and friendly. Everything she did I felt she seduced me. While she breathed her boobs heaved. I felt she was breathing for me only.She said, “I have seen very few kids with this kind of memory power. So I would strongly suggest you put him in abacus classes. I leave it to you to decide.” My culprit mind started to make its moves. I. Her tits were huge and this made up for the fact that they weren’t perky. She continued to squat between my legs and looked as if she was getting upset. I think it was the fact that I was totally hard; I didn't give her that "satisfied" look catering to her own ego. Her hands were already on my knees so she slowly ran them up my legs and grabbed my boxers and slid them off allowing her to see what I look like complete naked and hard. She looked me in the eyes, looked at my dick and shook her.