As she spoke, she sat down and slowly crossed her legs, inadvertently allowing her ruffled tennis panties to show between her plump thighs. Billy knew he never should have looked but he was completely helpless not to when her thighs opened momentarily and he could see everything. “Watch where you look young man unless you want me to take you dow to the basement right now.” “Yes, Mrs Wilkins. I’m sorry,” he said quickly, looking back up at her face before diving back into his magazine. It was all he could do to get his erection to subside in time for dinner. That night, he masturbated quietly in his bed while wondering if Mrs Wilkins had been serious.
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