In contrast to its yellow color, the token had turned cyan with his name stylish engraved on it.
But they weren't given much time to study the token. The green luscious haired milf, just happened to stand up.
Inciting a subtle intake of breath from Andrew, whose eyes glued onto her huge motherly milkers. Similar to that of his mother and Bernadette's but hers looked more mature and there was this kind of charm to it that he couldn't grasp, yet felt enchanted to.
Beneath her robe, she wore a matching pair of Vintage Classic Lolita Vest and Skirt, a Victorian era fashioned dress with a flower embroidered tie.
Though the dress was made to fully cover oneself with a taste of elegance and propriety. It did no such on the milf. Instead it rather accentuated the robust bust on chest, two bountiful milkers properly caged but with unsealed pride. Slimming down her curvaceous waist which just happened to be hidden behind the fucking desks.
