She finally pushed me away saying breathlessly 'we have to stop, my folks can't catch you here. This Saturday meet me at the school, we've got a lot o... work to do.' As I left her home I had not went three houses when a car passed by me I turned to see where it went and it pulled up into her drive and a tall man exited the car and entered the home, that must be her daddy I thought. Saturday came and I met Cheryl at the school, she was sitting under the statue of the schools first principle. She told me that after the trip I can visit her home as her mom and dad would return at 8 pm. I got excited after hearing this. After the trip I visited her home. She was still in the uniform. I entered the house and locked the door. I grabbed her and started smooching her. Our tongues were fighting with each other. I lifted her up and asked her that where is her bedroom? She said to the right. I put her on the bed and took of her shirt. She was wearing a white bra. I started pressing her. That feeling, of a cock becoming hard while pressed against me, has always been such a turn on. I began to move my hips. Slowly, rolling them in small circles, pushing my butt back in to him. And I felt him become harder, his cock now rock solid, pressing in to me, I pressed right back.We moved together like this for a little while, keeping our movements small so as not to draw attention to ourselves. We were surrounded by others in this tiny space. I was getting so turned on, my pussy was. She had come and visited me and my ex-husband twice but I had never gone to Sweden to see her. When she heard about the divorce she told me to come over whenever I felt like it. She had married a wealthy man and had a big apartment in the city and a country house. “My God, Shiela! You look the same,” she said and hugged me. “Thanks, but you know that isn’t true.” She let go of me and stood back. “Well, you look fantastic.” Eva was shorter than me with dark brown hair and almost violet eyes..