We decided to meet at a coffee shop in the evening and she came along with one of her friend! Lets call Her Miss. P! After the exchange of pleasantrie... i was told the Miss C is Mr. K’s Separated Spouse! I was in a dilemma as to why she had not revealed this information earlier! She told me she was hesitant because i might think otherwise of her! She told me that she wanted to caution me not to do business with Mr. K as he is not a reliable person and duped many people! She asked me if i was. She began making slow circles with her hips, holding onto his cock tightly and allowing her ass to stretch around the ever-swelling cock head. One more gyration and her anus clamped down just behind the rim of his huge helmet sending pre-orgasmic shudders all the way to her toes."Shit, I never thought this would feel so good" she groaned as she sank her ass farther and farther down with each rotation of her hips. The crest of her anal orgasm approached more and more rapidly now and her eyes. " Ooh, giving orders, huh? I like it." Kirstin proceeded to do exactly as he'd said. Her dress ended up in a pile on the floor. She hadn't worn anything under it, so Henry was treated to another view of her gorgeous tits and pussy. She knelt and unfastened his pants, which she pulled down around his ankles to reveal his hard, thick cock. "I can't get enough of this thing," she said, wrapping one small hand around it. "Then have some more of it. You're supposed to be sucking me, not jerking me. To Wellings’ mind it seemed this man had reserved his powers of character destruction for him and him alone. To the rest of the class Wellings’ was a bumbling incompetent, one of the no hope, halfwits. They revelled in his discomfort, in his embarrassed mumblings and clumsy attempts to solve the unfathomable equations before him. ‘Sit down Wellings,’ Swaile would snort, ‘ Ebbson, come and show this fool how the problem should be solved.’ Everyday his humiliation would end with a similar.