Uske dono boob k beech lund rakh kr dono boob ko hathon se paas kr diya.Ab wo apne boob ko chuda rahi thi.Boob mulayam hone k karan boob chodne mein m...aza aa raha tha.Bhabhi-yaar tum boob bhi mast chodte ho..Lund bahut garam hai..Mere soft boob k beech ye to aag lga raha hai..Ye style kis se sikha tha..Ooo..Aaahh..Lund..Kya cheej hai…Ooo..Aaahh..O ya oya ooo… Yaaaa..Itni chudai to aaj tk nahi hui…Ooo..Ab chut bhi le lo…Lund garam hai sara…Aaahh..Ander ghused do..Maine usko seedha lita kr lund pr. Today she was in top form and had already assigned most in her class to Saturday detention. Saturday morning the detention class was full with twenty young men and ten young women. Ms. Gomez arrived at class and greeted her students with good morning you lazy lot get to work on your homework and sat at her desk. The top students had met and made plans to teach Ms. Gomez a lesson and today she would be taught. When Ms. Gomez sat in her chair she had sat on a syringe and depressed it so she was. Every now and I then I would pull his balls towards my chin and thrust my mouth down on his shaft until I almost gagged, slowly pulling off to continue. As I worked his cock with my hand and mouth I could feel him starting to squirm. I was completely concentrating on getting that cum out and continued to lick and suck and pull and twist, stopping only to urge him on by saying things I had never imagined myself saying to a man. “Cum for me.” I would say, then quickly shove him in my mouth again. What I did know was that if Mary was involved it was going to be fun and I would leave with a smile on my face. We had a cup of coffee first, of course. Then Mary went off to her bedroom. She told me that she would give me a shout when she was ready. I was to enter wearing just my underwear, black knickers and matching bra, my best silk stockings and suspenders.She called me in, she was wearing similar attire except I was wearing heels and she was wearing knee length black boots. She did look.