Tricky Old Teacher - Sandra gets tricked into sex video by her perverted teacher

Walking into our room, Sammy was standing there completely naked, her hands on her hips with a small smile on her face. Her sex was completely clean shaven, her long tan legs and slim body accentuating her bright white smile. "Like what you see?" "Mmmm...yeah" I slowly walked around her, inspecting closely. "I'd give top marks for this one" She giggled "Am I your slave now, is that it?" "You Hardcore could be" I traced my finger down her back, slowly over her curved buttocks, causing her smile to slip. Moving behind her, my hands traced lightly over her hips, her abdomen, and slowly over her breasts, teasing her nipples and causing a gasp to escape from between her lips. "Does this mean you do whatever I want?" I asked her, my hands now actively massaging her breasts as I stood behind her. "You keep doing that and you can do whatever you want" She said breathily, pushing her hips back so her ass pressed into my stiff dick and her breasts were more fully cupped in my russian hands. doggystyle I smiled slightly, and stepped back, causing her to groan in disappointment. "Stay there" I said, sliding off my clothes. "This is going to have to be fast". Turning slightly to me, she looked me up and down with a wry smile and replied "That shouldn't be a problem". I cumshot could see her hands were now between her legs, teacher her fingers soaked in her own juices as she looked at me with daring in her eyes. "Should we close the blinds?" I laughed, "Not unless you think Sharon is going to catch us again!" "Nick..." Then she teacher recognized it was coming from her. Cindy begged, pleading again. Jenny was obviously getting turned on, humming and softly moaning. Releasing the man, Art smiled a cumshot wicked smile, as the more recent memories started. I couldn't contain myself from smiling as my tongue licked my lips. I remember one time coming around the corner in my house at an informal gathering of our two Hardcore families, and seeing my Cousin Rachelle’s black g-string sticking out the top of her sweatpants. As they consumed doggystyle one another in complete love, Dana moved over her back, sending shocks up Dana’s spine as she went. I was devastated. She carefully brought out her fingers, smeared with her love juices. Barbara leaned over to kiss Eli’s cheek and laughed. A hotspot of reflected light gleamed on his balding pate, his black hair russian thinning around the crown of his head, his face flushed and ruddy from drink. Once there and washed off, I went to the three boys and gathered them around. “Good morning, Mr. Thomas,” she greeted me.