I lost track of time as he continued to fuck me with the dildo, using angles and thrusts to keep me off balance as he called me every degrading name i...n the book. And I fucking loved it, my dick throbbing and leaking as he eventually settled into slow, languid strokes, long dicking me the way Doug used to. I continued moaning into the briefs he made me keep in my mouth, my back arching from time to time as I took hits from the bottle of poppers I kept clasped in my hand.After a while Jonah urged. Meinne bath karni shuru ki aur batao mein uski thighs par hath rakh diya, usnne kuch nahi kaha ,mein hath phirane lagga ,tabhi wo couple uth kar challa gaya dusri class mein ,we both decided to go & see what they do .Esha frist said no but when i forced her she aggred.We saw that they kissing each other desperately. Boy was pressing boobs of the girl, & with one hand just rubbing her clit.Lardki uske buttocks dabba rahi thi. Aur donno kissing mein busy the. Tabhi lardke ne lardki ke shirt ko. Suddenly, Stella started laughing. "Damn," she said, "I can't believe what I just did. And with my son-in-law." There was no sound of regret in her voice so I told her that it was the most incredible sex I ever had. She laughed even more and said, "Me too, and I'm fifty years old. Not to mention we didn't even ........" Once again she could not say fuck, so I helped her out. "We didn't fuck. Is that what you wanted to say?" Now she was laughing even harder. "At my age, I shouldI be able to say. Mrs Simons added, “Oh, and I think we should meet again to review matters. I think at my house.” She knew Celia was going to be away next weekend so a liaison won’t be discovered. “A very good idea, Mrs Simons,” Melissa agreed. “Will you have a cane at home?” Mrs Simons replied, “I have several.” Melissa packed her bag, got up and held out her hand. “Thank you, Mrs Simons,” she said half smiling. “Thank you, Miss Curtis,” Mrs Simons replied. Melissa walked towards the door and as she got there.