It seemed that he was moving on through life, whether or not he cared that he was leaving me behind; longing to be with him in ways that I didn't even...understand. School had barely changed in those two years, I'd moved up to year 10 and Derek was in sixth form. We still spoke to eachother if we met in the corridor or passed at break but we no longer met up and talked just to eachother. We'd both moved on and made new friends, only mine weren't really friends. More like companions that I used to. To me dhire se uthakar dekha koi jag to nahi raha he na phir mene room ka dor bandh kar diya or aake wo chair par bethi thi. to mene piche se usko pakad kar uske gal ke pas gal le gaya to wo boli ye kya kar rahe ho ?to mene kaha tumse ek bat bolni he wo boli kya ?to mene uske hoth pe apne hoth rakh die. wo pahele to mere sir ko apne se alag karne lagi bad me wo bhi muze kiss karne lagi.fir mene ek hath uski bra me hath dal kar andar ka nazara mahesus karne laga. kya chote chote bob the uske. She also loved it when I take control of the situation. “ I want you to keep your jacket like it is so it frames your tits. And then make sure that they are hanging over the top, so they are framed nicely. Then pull your jacket up to under your top, and show your thong and stomach off” During all of that I could hear her doing it, not even questioning me. “I look like a right slut now. I love it. Anything else you want me too do for the guy?” I knew she was loving this, so I pushed her more. . ”Taking the chance given to, she got to her knees and started to unzip her employer’s pants. After finding his 8 inch fun pole, she kissed the head before taking it in her mouth. She worked steadily working the shaft down her throat. Mr. Freeman enjoyed this and even more when she pulled her breasts out and wrapped them around his sizable dick and smothered it. “You like that, sir?” asked Angela Mr. Freeman breathed heavily “Yes but I know what you can do that’ll be even better, drop your.