As I reached the bottom of the stairs, the phone rung.“I’ll get it”, I shouted.It was just a friend , Jack who lived a few streets away. It wa... about nothing special. When he finished, I said, “That was Jack, he wants me to help him move some stuff for him.”“Bloody late” said the wife.“Yes, but we could have a drink after it” I said.“Any excuse” “Well I had better go, He would do the same for me”, I said.It was almost 8.30, but I thought I should go now since I got the excuse. “I’ll. Slut. I really love your satin panties, aren't you too young to wear satinpanties? Take them off. " Why Mr. Slut, Why? Because I instructed you too. Are you wearing a padded bra?Those are not part of the dress code. Are you? "No, Mr. Slut. Why? I'mjust a valedictorian" "Xandra, If you'relying to me... unbutton your blouse." Xandrapouts " yes Mr. Shultzmaker."She unbuttons her blouse and runs his hand inside of her bra. "Ilove you... I love you enough to give you good grades, even though you're. I turn off the deserted street into my yard and dismount, my back still to the road. I reach beck and feel my lycra legging lodged firmly up my arse, and as I turn to look back I see him sitting at his table on his deck, staring at me.My heart skips a beat, we are alone and I know he has the hots for me, every time I look across he is staring, and now here I am looking as if I have just applied a thin coat of black paint to my lower torso, I turn my back to him again, this time more. Grabbing her hips withboth hands he began to thrust into her. Alternatingbetween this position, grabbing her tits, and rubbingher clit with an arm wrapped around her body, it wasn’tlong before he felt himself getting close. He told herso, and she stopped his movements. “I want you to cum in my mouth, and spray my tits withyour cream,” she moaned into the pillow in front of her.Pulling out quickly, she turned around onto her kneesand took him into her mouth. Normally, there was.