This got me to thinking of how it was that de La Zouche had suddenly reappeared, after so long an absence.As if reading my thoughts Krish started spea...ing. "We had a note, sent from the Royal Netherlands Embassy, asking us to be on the lookout for de La Zouche, only a few days before he broke into your house." Why were the Cloggies on the lookout for him?"Krish explained that the reason de La Zouche had not been seen at the French Cock, after Woody and I had encountered him at the Château. She had her eye on him and more than once he glanced down. She knew full well she was flashing her panties each time she moved her creamy white thighs. As the lesson progressed she shuffled in her chair, which was making her skirt gradually ride up until Mr Longman would be able to see her plump little ass cheeks. She held the pen between her teeth and deliberately made eye contact with the tutor. She wanted to know what was in his mind. What salacious thoughts were entering his head? For a. .. I had no idea who the lady was, but she was HOT. A beautiful, rounded ebony face, framed by luxuriant straightened black hair in a long bob, which smoothly transformed to a professional ponytail when she was in FBI uniform in another scene. Gorgeous tits on a trim and toned – but not skinny – frame, maybe a couple of inches shorter in height than Atlanta. A smile to die for. And she moved like a tiger, the whole vibe radiating sexiness. While I’d been jealous of the guys for nailing Atlanta,. “OHHH YES! I’M GONNA BLOW AGAIN! KEEP GOING!” I started pumping her faster, still slamming my bulging cock into her young, tight pussy. After more loud moans, I felt her pussy muscles clench my intruding cock and explode a rush of her hot juices. I grinded my teeth, as I continued wildly pumping into her. I could actually feel my load boiling up inside my sack. “You are loving this, aren’t you, Jojo. Or should I say, Joanna!” I said, as I continued slamming my pelvis into her rising hips..