Her free hand pressed to my pussy through my skirt, her finger pressing right on my crease, probing, feeling the shape of me. All the while her tongue...continued its drive into my mouth. Her hand raised my skirt and cupped me between my legs. She stood back and undressed. She wore no stockings, just those delicate and expensive panties which hid nothing. Her blonde triangle showed clearly, so did a small spot of moisture. I dropped my skirt and she smiled that smile again. When I was naked she. The instructor sat at the back watching me. As luck would have it, I couldn't get an erection. Performance anxiety and the fact that I had jerked off three times the night before kept me limp. I explained what the problem was. They suggested I use my hand so I proceeded to fondle myself. It didn't work out too well. I could only get to half staff. The instructor was irritated with my sad sack erection. She went into her office and came back with a book of female nudes. She held the book for me. More

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