"The paper and pencil fell to the floor, and the other hand cupped the other boob. "No... no, I'm not doing that... that wouldn't be right... you ARE...... the mother of one of my... pupils..." Good... because I wouldn't want you to be cupping and pulling and kneading my soft, tender, yearning boobs... that would be..." That would be... just taking matters into my own hands." She continued cupping Lydia's boobs. "Now wouldn't it?"Professor Mulholland felt Paul lifting her skirt and tugging her. .uhmm. yah in the laundry room should be more." As we are about to part ways, she winks at me and says "i left them in the bathroom for you."I walk upstairs and thought "left them in the bathroom for me?" Questions became answered as their they were, a white and red thong with the kiss mark on the front and a damp spot underneath. "Damp" actually an understatement, it actually looked like she had used these panties to play with herself and came all over them. I brought them up to my nose,. "Besides, I thought it was really hot hearing you call my name like that," I replied before sucking a nipple into my mouth."So, was there anything else you wanted to do?" I asked as I rocked my hips forward to slide my cock along her slit, occasionally dipping down to just barely press against her opening."Oh, yes!" she sighed. "I've missed you so much," she continued as she pulled me up from her nipple and into yet another scorching, toe curling, kiss.Pausing, I ask, "Are you still on the. ” I was beginning to get nervous too, so I turned to my workbench and retrieved the drugs. The woman licked her lips when she saw the bag. She slid her daughter’s panties down and then removed her own. “Ok, now mommy is going to undress this man and let you see his penis.” She went to her pants and produced a leather pouch. She sat in on the bench and opened it up revealing it to be her heroin kit. She turned to me and stripped me of my shirt and unfastened my pants. She slid my pants down and.