Passionate Intimate Moment With Adorable Young Girl Wearing Socks

I was a little bolder when I went to work in the office. I felt her fingers hook in the waistband of my thong and gently tug at them. “You’re thirty; you’re only eleven years older than me…” I interrupted. I moaned into her mouth as the stranger’s tongue collided with my own and my orgasm rolled over me like a tsunami over a fishing boat, Sally’s mouth on my clit and her fingers in my cunt, and this total stranger with her hands on my tits and tongue in my mouth! “Okay, what do you have in mind?” she asked cautiously. I also opened my legs and put my hand between them and started rubbing my panties into my slit. Sally still wore her dowdy long skirts and white shirts to school, nothing too flattering or alluring. “Please, show me more, baby.”
“You want to see these,” she grasped her boobs over her nightie and massaged them together, then threw her head back and wiggled her hips.