Desi Housewife Enjoying A Steamy Encounter

“What a lovely ass you have my darling, this will do quite nicely. “Oh h-hey there Emma!”
When Emma reached her she instantly grinned. Arthur Hall rarely had classes during the day, let alone visitors at night. She carefully stood as to not let any more of the seed she had taken spill out of her and slowly moved past the door and started her journey back to the dorms. Curiosity kicking in, she quietly closed the door behind her and made her way towards the lit room. Curiosity kicking in, she quietly closed the door behind her and made her way towards the lit room. Xeila howled, feeling the pressure building in hir length, the blissful ecstasy of the feline underneath her driving it forward with each clench, whimper, and mewl. “M-Miss Xeila!” she cried out, desperately panting. Pulling slightly back into reality she cooed, “I certainly need more lessons, and often.”
Xeila couldn’t help but laugh, leaning over to place a soft kiss on her cheek. “Good kitty…” Xeila purred, slowly leaning her hips back to work her way out of Linn’s now flooded depths.