I'm chasing her down Angel, she skits of into a tree filled gated park. I follow her. My hearts going like an ak47 and my breath feels like it's part ...f a gale. I walk around the park so many times it starts to feels like the park is spinning around me. I start to think that I must be going mad, that I've imagined the whole thing. So I sit down on a bench and drop my head into my hands trying to recover myself. I take a deep breath and all I can smell is her, my fingers are sticky with her. She moved to the back yard and I walked behind her grabbing her soft boobs. Then I put my hand under her skirt and felt her nice round ass cheeks. Anita suddenly burst in laughter.I asked her what was so funny. Ana just said that I would see.Then I reached round the front, finding her thong was soaking wet.I put my fingers inside her thong and rubbed her bald pussy, parting her sweet lips. I rubbed her pussy up and down.I pulled out my hand and smelt it. I was sure it was semen…I felt angry and. When I'm ready to cum, I'll tell you. If you don't want to taste it, then you can stop sucking and just stroke me, okay?”“Okay . . .”She leaned forward and her cheeks opened to expose her beautiful cunt and little brown hole. Because she is so short I had to struggle to bring my mouth to her. I used my fingers to stimulate her between intermittent licks. I was in her mouth again and she was slowly working up and down my cock. It felt so good and I couldn't hold out any longer. “That feels so. Imagine the scandalized look on my parents’ faces, the priest’s, if you haven’t roasted them first, that is, the curiosity from the press, the media, my former boss, his likely desire to pork me after that, etc.“It’s okay if I do ride my ex-boss once in a while, right? I mean, imagine what he’d do if he got his dick inside me and felt your sloppy seconds there? I would love for that to happen every time that my ex-boss fucked me, sloppy seconds, thirds, fourths, even from Yourself and various.