”He smiled and said “Is that a promise?” I gave him a little wink and said, “I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.” By this time my sec...nd dryer had stopped and he gallantly hurried over to it and began to unload it’s contents into a second basket. He insisted on helping me fold the garments from this second load of clothing. This batch of clothing was mostly T shirts, shorts and other outer clothing. However he managed to find the one loan pair of panties that somehow found their way into. She enjoying being the slut she is. I could tell Sharon was turned on and her juices would be running out her cunt.we left the pub and drove to a nearby dogging site where parked the car and waited for Sharons cunt to draw men in to the car park, I was finger fucking her to while away the time. Soon there was a group of men round the car, looking in telling me to finger her harder. I got out the car and asked the men to take their cocks out so I could select the ones I wanted to take back the. “What? Still here? Maybe you need something else to complain about. This should do the trick.”She reached out with her coffee mug and tipped it. A stream of hot liquid poured out of the mug and dropped right into my lap.The sudden rush of warm liquid between my legs jerked me awake. I was back in the closet – back in the dark. There was no science teacher – no science test. The ropes were real. The warm liquid dripping between my legs was real – but it wasn’t coffee. Apparently my bladder had. "Are you a friend of Ahmed's then?" I asked. "Yes Miss, my name's Aftab, I'm Ahmed's younger brother" he replied. "Oh right! I never knew Ahmed had a little brother, So you're what? Just 15 then?" I asked. "No miss, I'm 16 this week" the shy boy replied with a nervous smile. He was quite a short lad, around 5"4, shorter than Ahmed anyway, with geeky glasses and he still had his school clothes on. I introduced myself to the teen, "Well it's nice to meet you Aftab, I'm sure you know already but.