She had a nice figure, her bust as large, if not larger, than her daughters, with a curvy ass covered by a pair of tight jeans. Indian hot xxx She was relieved to see the pleasure in his eyes. Please pick up, Kyle! “Chyna, suck your mother’s tits.”
“Yes, Master.”
“What?” Miss Coel barely had a chance to blink before her daughter’s hungry lips fastened onto a fat nipple. They were partly shielded by her car, and she imagined that they looked like a pair of kissing teenagers, but the danger of getting caught fueled her lusts. She had tracked the vermin that had sniffed her out, and it had led the Ifirit to this school. She tried to pull away, but Ms. She moaned, her head resting on his shoulder as he sank into her. “I love you, Mom, and I’m glad I can share this moment with you and Master.”
Kyle couldn’t take his eyes away as Miss Coel enveloped her daughter’s nipple in her sucking mouth. “I’ll call my boyfriend.”
A grimace flashed across the teacher’s face. Franklin had her in a death grip, forcing the girl to drink her piss. “Fatima was being a brat and driving me crazy.”
“So…so I didn’t interrupt anything important?”
He wrapped his arms around her. His sex slave moaned, eyes fluttering. I need to be rescued by my strong, handsome boyfriend.”
“Yeah.
