ferrara's

I had the worst crush on Mrs. B. It was in her class that I learned that I have a fatal weakness for redheads. I loved to watch her move through the room. She wore skirts and dresses that were too short for female students, but no one complained. It’s just who she was. She had lovely legs, no reason not to let the world see them. When she wore pants (they were just recently allowed), they were skintight, revealing a cute tight little ass. Tops were also tight, often with some cleavage showing between her pretty B-cup breasts.

“I still can't believe any of this is actually happening,” she sighed, slowly shaking her head, but with a small, guilty little smile on her lips as she did. “But... I'm glad it is.”“Me too, Mom!” I sighed with relief, hugging her tighter. “Me, too!”

Almost getting lost with the flavour and smell of his balls, Sarah glanced up and saw once again his raging erection. She let his balls tumble out of her mouth and moved up again to replace the space with his cock. Though a bit less hard than the first round, this only emboldened Sarah to deepthroat it as much as possible. The slightly less firm head of his cock hit the back of her mouth and bent around her throat as she buried her lips into the base of his cock. Despite cumming so hard already, it didn’t take long until once again he provided her with a generous donation.