“We’re taking a taxi, Nikkie.” Said Maureen. I was fine with that, I didn’t want to worry about who was too drunk to drive and whether I’ll ...ake it back alive and in one piece. By the look of it, they have all had enough to drink already. When we arrived at the Lancaster’s I was grateful for the opportunity to relax and have a drink myself. The girls were chatting constantly, discussing their private lives of which I didn’t know much about, as we were not true friends, we just hung out together. How did you decide?" To marry Anthony?" Well yes, both actually, Anthony, and fucking people for money?" I like your style," Julie said. "You put me on the spot as fast as I put you. I don't want to talk about Anthony right now. I was a different person back then. Does that make sense?" Sure. What about the other?" I know it sounds dumb, but it just sort of happened. There was a client— we were talking about his relationship and there was a crucial point where he broke down and said he was. He crawled between my legs and lowered his head. He wrapped his mouth around my clit and sucked hard bringing me to a quick, strong orgasm. He inserted a finger into my pussy, then two. "Fuck, you're tight. Either you've never been fucked before or your boyfriends have all had really small dicks." All I could do was moan. He plunged his fingers in and out of me and rubbed my clit with his thumb bringing me to my second orgasm. I couldn't keep my moans quiet as I writhed about on the floor.. “What is my fate today”? Cheerfully asked Vernessa, only hoping that it would be another history class today. “Oh yeah, let me check”, replied madam Livia and quickly scanned the list of absent teachers. “Yes, here you are. Today you are substituting for Mr. Green in the Math class in room number 308.Vernessa thanked her gracefully and rushed towards the stairs to take her to the 3rd floor. It was not difficult to fine room 308 on the third floor. She got in the room to find it full of 11th.