Oh shit you turn your head slightly looking towards the doorway and see old Mrs Deasley standing there with her dress pulled up over her hips and her hand rubbing rapidly over her very sexy lace panty crotch. She's moving her hips watching you eating out your mother spelled bound, in sync with your licking tongue. You reach up and pull on your Mom's nipples stretching up the material of her silk blouse. Mom moans out loud causing Mrs. Deasley to moan while swaying with her fingers moving over her obviously wet panties. You see her fingers glistening with wetness as she strokes herself.
"Oh yessss dear," your mother moans, "eat me, oh god that feels so good."
That's the first time you actually saw Mrs. Deasley up close and suddenly you realized that she wasn't that old, maybe 55 little grey showing in her hair, tall thin, with very sexy hips and you could swear you could see her lips pushing out the bottom of the panties. You see her walking slowly into your bedroom still rubbing her lips through her panties. She kneels behind you, suddenly you feel her fingers wrap around you dangling cock stroking back to life, so gently, but with determined strokes from her soft fingers and hand. |