Running my hand down your heated flesh and sliding it across your chest, tracing that velvet path. Tentatively I slide my hand around that thick shaft... of manhood. While I greedily lick my lips knowing what is to come. Intentionally sliding down your body and allowing my breasts to graze against your skin seductively. Caressingly licking the path my hands already took. To take the tip of your hard cock in my mouth, gradually flicking my tongue over the tip. Circling it and gently sucking on it,. Miss am sorry, it's just Miss Okonkwo said I had to come and see you straight away. I’ve done something bad, Miss.”Nkoli Okonkwo is the head of girls’ sport, coaches the netball team and is a formidable woman, unafraid to take disciplinary matters into her own hands. If she is escalating something straight to the Headmistress, it must be serious. And, thinks Miss Uwa, how would Chuka have attracted Nkoli's attention? Their paths should have no reason to cross. Something is very strange. She spreads her legs to give me entry.”mmmhhhhh”.her exhausted lips moaning as i make it to her depths.i exploded in her.as i lay beside her,i wondered is it real or some dream as it was not the case few months back. I am sanjay,buisnessman,the whole caretaker of my sister,as my parents are dead,i gave her a lot of liberty to enjoy and not feel sad for a single second of her life,she highschool in our home town mumbai.she was never studying ,she went to school just for fun sake, we both knew. As Spike turned a corner, she slid it further up, bringing my dress along for the ride, and began stroking my inner thigh in a circular motion with the tip of her middle finger, the sexy look of her long, curved, pink nails between my legs giving me a little shiver. Spike wasn’t watching us directly but he was shifting in his seat and adjusting his board shorts a fair bit, so I was pretty sure he knew exactly where Rupali’s hand was and he had also probably figured out where it was headed. When.