” He smiled at Brittany and she stood up from her chair and smiled back. Suddenly, she and Mr. Stanley were lip locking. They shoved each other’s ...ongues down their throats. Mr. Stanley’s hands were squeezing her plump ass. He felt her massive breasts press against his chest.“Hmmm,” moaned Brittany as she felt his hand cock between her legs.Mr. Stanley stops kissing and headed to the door and locks it.“Got to make this quick Mrs. Clarkson,” Mr. Stanley said in a serious voice.Brittany resume. I melted and he sensed it, his hand moved down to my jeans and he began rubbing my pussy through my jeans,his tongue gently flicking off my earlobe, I undid the buttons on my jeans and he started to rub my clit, then slowly started to finger my already wet pussy, which made me cum, he sat up and stood in front of me, grabbed the bottoms of my jeans and in one fast movement my jeans and knickers were on the floor, he then went down on me and made me cum again and again.Then i led him into the. More

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