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When our lips parted, I asked, "But, what about Mister Mor..."
I was interrupted with, "No need to worry about him. He won't be bothering us."
I looked down at the dark stain of my wetness that seeped down my leggings, and watched the horny old teacher don her thong. I stepped to her and pecked her on the lips. I said, in a syrupy tone, "Good. It is only you that I want to please, anyway."
She kissed the top of my head, and replied, "That's my good girl." Her grin was more devious than kind, and that only made me all the more sure that one night with Mrs. Morley would change my life forever. By the time Ann finished dressing, I had turned out the lights to the clinic and walked with her to the parking lot so I could follow my seductress to her den of iniquity.
- COMMENTS
Wiz1002over 1 year agoYou can’t go wrong with the theme of lesbian massage - always a winner in my book!
Great story and with the added bonus of ex-teacher and student if was a hot and arousing encounter.
willymakeitover 1 year ago12.15.22 Great story, great characters. You must tell us Whats happening when they get to Mrs Morley house.
