Naughty MILF Serinda Embarrasses Herself Phone Sex

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Sinful Serinda 844-33-CANDY (844-332-2639), ext. 394

I still can’t believe I did this. So it was my day off, I was taking a bit of a nap and being a bit of a bum. My daughter’s school called and woke me up– apparently, there was a problem and I had to go in and talk with the principal. The principal is… ok, he’s hot. He’s a gorgeous, young, delicious snack of a man and is downright handsome and he makes my pussy tingle when I hear his voice. I ran into the shower, scrubbed myself clean, threw on a cute sun dress, and drove off to the school. In my haste, I had forgotten something….

I sat in the principal’s office, listen to him talk about an issue my girl was having. He was so fucking gorgeous, though. I couldn’t focus. My mind wandered to thoughts of him taking me and having his way with me on his desk. Bending me over, fucking me, making me cum, sucking his cock and draining his balls of cum all in my mouth. Before long I felt an odd, wet sensation between my thighs. Getting wet happens, but this felt like… oh no, I didn’t put on panties today!

My eyes widened and I darted up. “Are you ok?” he asked in concern. I nodded and apologized with a “Sorry, I thought I felt a mosquito on my arm. I’m… I’m allergic.” I turned around to get my purse, which was on the ground. As I bent over to pick it up I became aware of two things. One, I was not taking into account that I was bending over in a short dress and was about to give this principal the show of his life. And number two was that as I was bending over, I noticed I had left a considerably large wet spot on his chair. I stood up, holding my bag and turned around to see his eyes wide and his mouth hanging.

I admit it turned me on a bit to know he saw my ass and my wet pussy. Maybe he knows I was thinking of him. I smiled, wiped up some of the wetness on my fingers that I had left behind and walked over to his desk. “Thank you for bringing this to my attention. I will address this at home for sure.” I wasn’t sure what he was talking about, and I think he had long forgotten it as well. I rubbed my wet finger on his lips and he reached out with his tongue instinctively. I let him lick my fingers and suck my juices off, smiled and walked out the door. As I walked to my car, I could feel him watching me from the window in his office, I didn’t have to turn to look. Something tells me this could get interesting…

Serinda
844-33-CANDY
(844-332-2639)
ext 394