The head teacher’s sentry, who protected her from a world of urgent, concerned parents, pushy salesmen and so on. You got nowhere without Sandy’s ...permission, but I was lucky: she seemed to like me. When I turned up just as she was leaving – in this case, it was lunchtime – she didn’t give me a grilling, as I had seen her do to other people.I could only assume that was because Mrs Robertson had said nice things about me. So when I arrived with my briefcase on the vague pretext of doing something. I moved my other foot sothat I had his entire cock wrapped in my nylon covered feet, then startedworking it. Up and down.Matt was really getting into it, thrusting back to meet me. In a fewminutes, he shot a huge load over my legs and feet. I used my finger toscoop up a glob and tasted it. Delicious!Matt took my hand, did the same movement to scoop up a glob on my finger,then started to push it towards me, but then quickly took it to his ownmouth. He used my finger to feed himself his own. With the door barely closed, she planted a bit wet kiss on him – and she was a great kisser! His hand slid up her firm body and caressed a boob – a real boob – she wasn’t just wearing a padded bra. By now, Tom was sporting a woody that was just killing him. ‘We could have a drink or two first, if you want,’ she offered as she broke the kiss. Apparently, she didn’t want to appear too easy. ‘Or we could take care of your problem and then have one,’ he suggested. ‘I like that idea even better. The. I kissed her navel and then blew softly into it as she carried on gasping in pleasure.Now I got between her thighs and started licking all over her legs from top to bottom, right up to her toes. She was enjoying and moaning heavily. She had a beautiful pair of thighs. I placed her both the legs on my shoulder and started removing her panties and she helped me by raising her hip.Finally, I took off her panties and spread her both the legs.“O God,” what a sight to watch. This must be the place.