It may be one of the few manly things left for them.He pulled up to the front door and I came out to greet them. You pay my prices, you're going to ge...t my best service. I opened her door and held it as she stepped down.All I'd seen through the window was the side of a big, floppy straw hat that covered up most of her face, and the flowery top of a blouse with puffy sleeves. When I opened the door, a shapely, well-tanned foot in a strappy shoe with an inch-thick cork sole and a thick high heel. The female GYM teacher. She stood there, with a stern look. I moved aside, and let her come in. "So..." she started in a low voice. She turned around and faced me after I closed the door. "When will the girls arrive?" she asked, and then smiled. I smiled too. She took off her coat and followed me to the living room. "I'm so glad you are teaching those bitches a lesson," she sat on the couch. "They are a total pain in the ass. I can't stand them, no discipline or anything." I handed her a glass. I forced her head back as I sat up and grabbed her ass with my left arm. I rolled her to her back and started to fuck her hard. I kept my and on her throat; not squeezing or choking, just applying pressure, so she knew I was in charge. I released her throat and picked her legs up and placed them on my shoulder. I then returned both hands to her throat. This gave me a great angle to bury my cock completely in her at the same time holding her down. I pounded her pussy relentlessly. I felt. .I invite her for a walk to a quiet part of the park so we can talk openly in privateI invite her to come and see the secluded water-park, which has only one entrance to itI inform her we can feel secure as no-one can hear us now, half high bushes for coverWe look like a granddad and a granddod, at a walk for a lecture about wet-lands natureWe look around us, no-one else is inside this safe sexy wetlands for our lecture of loveWe both kneel down to see from close a rare flower, I see her slip.