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Matron Kay is alone in the library, she is reading quietly but as she goes into her pocket she finds a pair of white satin gloves she borrowed from Headmistress. She loves the feeling of satin, especially against her naked skin and she is soon distracted as she slips the gloves on over her hands. She runs her satin hands all over her body, but it is not the same as feeling them against your exposed skin. So Matron starts to slowly slip off her uniform, taking her time to enjoy the gloves as she does. Soon she is in just her lingerie and heels and enjoying the satin as she strokes her increa...
Matron Kay is alone in the library, she is reading quietly but as she goes into her pocket she finds a pair of white satin gloves she borrowed from Headmistress. She loves the feeling of satin, especially against her naked skin and she is soon distracted as she slips the gloves on over her hands. She runs her satin hands all over her body, but it is not the same as feeling them against your exposed skin. So Matron starts to slowly slip off her uniform, taking her time to enjoy the gloves as she does. Soon she is in just her lingerie and heels and enjoying the satin as she strokes her increa...
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