Our school dress code was that we have to wear a tie. We friends always fight to stand first in queue as she used to led us out after the school and b...fore the school she use to see whether we are in proper dress or not.I found a way to get closure to her. One day i didn’t put my tie and while inspecting she asked jai where your tie is. I said i don’t know how to tie a knot will you please tie it for me. She took my tie and started tying the knot and in doing so she came closer to me and her. I wanted her on the edge.I knelt up between her legs with my knees under her thighs, keeping my cock in her but not thrusting, i massaged her breasts and rubbed her clitoris with my thumb, she was really on the edge, I pulled my cock out of her and got off the bed and pulled her up and asked her to taste herself on me. She licked and sucked my cock slowly she loved her own juice. I looked up at the clock 4.55pm.I climbed on the bed on my knees facing the doors and asked her to get on all fours. She remained silent.Me: It’s okay mausi. If you don’t trust me.Mausi: It’s not that I don’t trust you but.Me: But what, mausi? Just tell me! I wanna know. And you can share anything with me. I’m a good secret keeper.Mausi: It was 4-5 years ago with your mausaji.Me: But he left you 2-3 years ago, no?Mausi: Yeah. But things had already started falling apart. We never got so close after that.Me: And then you never had sex with anyone else?Mausi: No, I can’t have. What would people say?Me: Why do. During the 30 minute journey Gillian only spoke when asked a direct question or to answer ‘Yes, Sir’ whenever the male satnav voice gave her directions.Gillian confirmed that the car virtually drove itself - just needing her to point it in the right direction and press the go-faster pedal. She always drove with one hand down the front of her leather shorts, only allowing Annie the occasional lick of her sticky fingers before swapping hands on the steering wheel.It turns out that Daddy part-owns.