After a few minutes my trousers were down and he was sucking my cock .He deep-throated my cock and stroked my stockinged legs before walking me to a p...icnic table near by. He lay back on the table and removed his pants to reveal that he was also wearing stockings and told me he wanted fucking and filled with cum. I didn't need asked twice, i lubed my cock and slipped straight inside him. Whilst fucking him i started wanking his hard cock. He begged me to kiss him which although i don't usually. And with each shake, the clothes pins wiggled and threatened to pinch their way right off. How dare she think about removing them. She would not remove them. Could not remove them. Her body screamed at her to take them off, but her mind forbid her. She knew had she removed them, it would be too painful to put them back on before He returned. And removed clothes pins would cost her, her flesh. Something was wrong. Her ankle was creaking. She tried to calm herself and stop shaking, but it was. My husband is good with his tongue, but Angela, she was so far beyond good there aren’t words. The way she sucked my clit, then pushed her tongue inside me, caressing my labia, lapping up my juices which were flowing more freely than I’d never known. When she could feel I was on the verge of exploding, she slowed down, stroking my thighs and fondling my sticky curls. She knew exactly when to bring me back to the boil and when to ease back. I’d edged before, it was something I’d got quite good. Wait. It was from the principal. The nearly thirty something year old brunette leaned forward to check out her screen; had there been any male students in the room they would have checked Miss Williams out. Her features were the make of a natural beauty, her curves just perfect. Many students tried to get a glimpse down Miss Long's blouses, some even knocked pencils and pens off their desk hoping she'd be nice enough to lean over to give them a view of her perfectly formed C-Cup breasts. Even.