Fuck the Russian English Professor

“Oh, Simone, I know just the thing!”
I was talking with Moira about my anniversary and what I might get for Kyle. I was surprised when she too made an appointment for herself the following Thursday at 4; she just smiled at my inquiry. Vxxx She chattered on about how great I’d look, but all I could concentrate on was the sight of her trim breasts, capped by hard little nipples, passing right in front of my face and the cool air wafting across my legs and bare belly. Naomi started applying my face, but stopped and apologized that she was afraid of getting it crooked. I realized it was Moira! But I couldn’t get over Moira’s pictures. It was a picture of her wearing some scandalously revealing lingerie!