She carefully laid out the toys and lubricant she had been told to bring on the bedside table.She sent the last text, "I am ready," and put her phone ...way. She left the door unlocked and knelt on the floor facing away from the door wearing nothing but perfume. She was nervous, afraid that a maid or a random stranger would come in and see her. She did not know how long she would wait. Each passing footstep raised her anxiety. Her pussy was wet as she anticipated what was to come.Jen did not hear. Suddenly he said it was time for the session. I was expecting this but I won’t lie, hearing those words always makes me nervous!He guided me to the washroom and told me to freshen up. I peed and emptied my bowels as a precaution. By the time I was back, he was sitting on the sofa waiting for me. As soon as he saw me, he had a wicked smile on his face.He immediately ordered me to crawl to him. I immediately dropped to my knees and crawled towards him. When I was at a foot distance, he slapped my. Fill me to over flowing, I love the feel of your cock and hot cum filling my pussy. It feels so good, so good, it’s been so long since I’ve had such a good fuck!” Sex with Alma had never been like this. With Lila, it was an orgy of fulfilling all the sexual lust that I had ever dreamed of. We spent the rest of the morning and most of the afternoon fucking and sucking. Lila was teaching me the various sexual positions and tricks that would make her feel good. I also found that I enjoyed those. But what if it wasn't a dream? What if that really happened? Only one way to find out. I looked across the car park and saw a girl wearing a burgundy skirt just above her knees and a cream jumper. I imagined a gust of wind blowing up her skirt, lifting it up a bit. And low and behold it actually worked! She reached down fast enough to stop it from revealing much more of her thigh, but it was clear that it was being lifted, however like I said, England. It’s pretty much always windy, so just on.