They were black. Miss Roberts' rule sheet required her to present herself in simple white cotton bikini panties, engendering an obedient attitude. She...'d stood before her disciplinarian in innocent panties often, feeling young, respectful and sorry. Her disobedient black panties appalled her.Below their office tower, an extensive underground mall provided acres of treasure. Exasperated by four different stores, her fear of failure grew. Miss Roberts would add severe punishment for breaking her. Our arousal was getting more intense as our lust were getting more demanding. She pulled me towards her. Our hearts and breathing were pounding into unison which was fuelling our passion more.I slipped my hands inside her towel and reached her naked flesh beneath. My fingers found her drenched pussy lips. As my lips touched her slit, her breathing quickened into swaggered gasps. My fingers were exploring the wet, warm and soft folds of her outer lips. With rising excitement, she pressed her. It made my pussy feel so warm and wet. I hoped the black boys were both going to want to fuck me because right then, I wanted them to...Tim said I had sexy legs and kept running his hands up and down my thighs, reaching under my skirt and squeezing my ass and started to rub my pussy.My husband had told many times that I was very pretty with my blonde hair and that I had sexy legs. She noticed how attractive I was and how other men checked me.. My husband knew that I'd like being fucked and. Her voice sounded very far away. A breath of air whispered against my anus. “No!” I jumped, sat up straight. If Emily touched me there, I wouldn’t be able to control myself any longer. I’d come dangerously close as it was. I clutched my swimsuit to my chest, my heart throbbing. “I—I need to go for a swim,” I said. “I’m too warm.” I wanted Emily to argue with me. I wanted her to push me back down onto the chair and climb on top of me, to press her slick pussy against mine. I wanted her to hold.