Milf Sara Jay Catches And Punishes A Thief With Her Curves While Her Man Watches

All he knew was that he desperately wanted this girl. Her love-purse oozed. Despite the relaxed feeling she’d had talking and being with Lorenzo the previous evening, she was still nervous about them meeting up again at lectures the next week, and she’d deliberately not given him her contact number at the end of the evening. Phew! Barely a week of knowing this guy and here he was, in a library corner, swearing in front of her for the first time and apparently considering having his way with her. There was no-one there. A small oriental marking, briefly exposed as she leant out over the copier. He began to squeeze his fingers together over her nipple to the same rhythm as he was rubbing her clitoris, turning her on with her own little throbbing sex button.