Besides, all of these girls came from a privileged background of some sort, and needed to learn that in high society, women always wore white bras und...r white shirts, and their bras and panties always matched. At least, that is what they were teaching at St. Mary’s under his watch, whether the rest of society agreed with it or not. Principal Hanson had initiated that unwritten rule, and all the teachers were on board. Back to the matter at hand, Scott refocused his attention on the door, and. I walked her to my car and I opened the door and slid her in on the passenger side. I went back in the house and grabbed my camera and put it in the back seat. I might as well record everything I can of this night. Then I walked over to the driver side and hopped in. I unzipped my zipper and said,“Suck me off! Now!” Then I pulled her head down right on my cock and let her do the rest of the work. Whew. Up and down up and down. Her tongue was swirling on my cock and it felt so great. I called up. Spit and condensation rolling down her chin as she gulped more and more air into her lungs. Her head was spinning as she came off her orgasm. The stranger had paused his fucking but only for a second. The thick, iron rod of a cock was still wedged in her wet pussy. She had felt herself getting more and more excited, and her thighs were now a wet, white, frothy mess from her pussy juice, and his sweat. "Roll over..." he commanded. The stranger lifted himself up just enough to let her roll onto. Laura looked up at him with big, tear-filled eyes."I'm not going to fuck you, Laura," he said, in a disgusted voice. "God, what kind of person do you think I am? I don't know why you're acting like this or what you've done to your life, but I'm your brother and I'm not going to use you the way you seem to want to be used."And the words were reassuring but Laura was aware that his cock was visibly hard in his pants again. He mght have said more, but then there was a knock at the hotel door. .