Tales of Intimate Moments in mrs frizzle glasses

Moonlight bathes her in “mrs frizzle glasses” as she wakes needy and restless. Sheets tangle around legs while she grinds against her own hand under the covers. Slow at first, then desperate. The final climax in “mrs frizzle glasses” is muffled into a pillow, whole body shaking with release. She falls back asleep glowing, fingers still between sticky thighs. “mrs frizzle glasses” is the perfect intimate goodnight.