.."Misty glanced up as she heard Miranda choke on her words, and felt her beloved's body shake. "I wish I could have met him," she in honest sympathy,... reaching up to wipe the tear from her lover's eye, "He sounds almost as noble and wonderful as his daughter." He, he also said," continued Miranda, her head on Misty's shoulder, breathing in the scent of her skin and feeling thankful to finally have someone who cared about her so much, "That the only revenge that he would take up them, was to. Graves hung up his formal black school cloak, revealing a white, partially unbuttoned business shirt. He was trying to organize his stacks of parchment lying haphazardly about his desk, when he heard a tiny knock at the door to his office. "It's open," he said shortly. He heard someone enter, but did not look up. He heard a young woman's voice say, "H-hello Professor." She spoke with a very sweet and sexy British accent."Yes. Sit down. You must be miss Honeywell. I underst..." he. She was holding my head and turned back. I hugged her and smooched her butt and kissing very passionately. I was playing with her ass crack. There was a lot of salivae exchanged.She removed my t-shirt and planted few kisses on my chest. I removed her t-shirt and crabbed her boobs with a bra. I was kissing it with passion and pressed hard. She started moaning. I started biting her nipples over the bra. She also started playing with my chest and nipples (I love this ). She crabbed my cock over my. Joining her downstairs a while later Beth chatted as though nothing had happened “so my young lover, what are you going to do today”? She asked, “Oh I don’t really know maybe hang around the house and help you, if that’s ok Beth”? She nodded her head and bent over to pick something up, I could see her perfect shaped ass and how her tits hung down, what a beautiful sight that was. It was now lunchtime and Beth said she had to go to the shop, I offered and she told me what was wanted, she would.