I laid her down on the bed told her to scoot up. I was rock hard and excited to fuck whoever this was. Running through my mind was different women thi... might be, or was it a stranger Sugar had set up in advance for this situation? Anyway I felt her hands roaming my sides from my chest to my hips as I fucked her. I hadn’t even gotten her make a sound yet though and I needed that I wanted know who I was fucking. I asked her in a whisper in her ear who she was. I felt her shake her head… no. so. 00, drinking champagne and listening to our favourite songs on Spotify and all of a sudden it was 10.30 and we were late. So we stalked through the very respectable reception area, turning some heads and getting a few sharply indrawn breaths, grabbed a cab and went downtown, looking for a queue of equally overdressed festishistas.We didn't exactly find that, but there were about 40 people in the right place and sure enough they were going our way too, but they were getting changed at the venue.. Instead of my shiny red dress with sequins was a dark navy jacket. “Fucking hell!” I said out loud. I picked up the jacket, realising it was actually a blazer with silver buttons. After removing another layer of paper I discovered a little pleated skirt - also in navy. Aside from this was a white tunic and a striped tie. I looked at the address on the label. It was definitely the correct one, but further inspection revealed a slightly different last name. I’d been sent someone’s school uniform. I tenderly massage his balls and tell him how horny I am feeling and I came twice thinking about him. I told him how sexy he makes me feel and that his cock is a perfect match for my wet pussy. I can feel how his cock is now starting to burn and has almost reached its full erection. His dick is ready, so I lick his shaft like a lollipop and I look into his eyes and ask if it feels good. I can tell from the shortness of his breath and from the twitching of his shaft that he really likes it. .