More fun between the most muscular piano teacher in the world and her little student. And it seems both of them like Miss Monrow's pecs, because he can't keep his hands of them, and Miss Monrow sure likes to flaunt them. She again sticks him against the wall a couple of times, looking from on high with a knowing smile on her face. She effortlessly lifts him a couple of feet off the ground against the wall, and makes him sit on her shoulders while he rubs her big arms. There's also a lot of carrying, worshipping, feeling the goddss up, and some wonderful flexing and flashing of big biceps. ...

More fun between the most muscular piano teacher in the world and her little student. And it seems both of them like Miss Monrow's pecs, because he can't keep his hands of them, and Miss Monrow sure likes to flaunt them. She again sticks him against the wall a couple of times, looking from on high with a knowing smile on her face. She effortlessly lifts him a couple of feet off the ground against the wall, and makes him sit on her shoulders while he rubs her big arms. There's also a lot of carrying, worshipping, feeling the goddss up, and some wonderful flexing and flashing of big biceps. For the little man, this is a dance with pure female power and it's clear he loves every minute of it - and so does the divine Miss Monrow.