Bentley. Then, on one aggressive lick, the tip of his tongue got caught in her hole. He hesitated and then made his tongue as taut as he could and dro...ve it into his teacher’s pussy.“Ooohhhh,” Mrs. Bentley groaned as her pelvis jerked towards Peter’s mouth, smashing her wet, hairy pussy into his face.Peter’s tongue was now like a pile driver, sliding in and out of his teacher’s pussy hole. Mrs. Bentley was bucking so much under him that he had to grab her. There was something about this whole setup that smelled fishy to me, and it wasn’t her pussy. This woman wasn’t the conservative type, just pretending to be one. And Mr. Big, was she really his wife? I had to find out. Dressed in my short black dress, with a low cut in front and back leaving little to the imagination, I was ready to tackle this case. As I put on my high heels, I showed my naked pussy to Laura. This time, she didn’t bat an eyelid. After I’ve put on my blond wig over my short. ...when the stream tapered off... he started to suck my cock...I had to stop him... or it would have been over before I had achange to explore him....I suggested that we get out of our wet pants and hang them todry...what a sight him standing there with 7" sticking out of hisjockeys, shirt and tie, shoes ....with that I went to the gym doorand locked it.I stood there just drinking in all 6'4" of Mark. It seems he hadsome a lot of growing up in the last few years and a lot ofdiscovery of. Then she snuggled the head into the opening of her hot, wet pussy and eased it in. Once it was securely inside so as not to pop out, she removed her hand, and with a low moan that seemed to actually come from her cunt itself, she slid down. Burying my entire length into her warm, tight fuck-hole with one fluid motion.Her clit rubbed against the base of my cock, and she let out a soft whimper of her aching need being filled. My hands came to rest on her thighs. I held them firmly, and bit my lip.