After about an hour I could hear Margaret moving about in her room and getting Laundry so I started wanking and sure enough she did knock on door twic... before coming in. I was wanking away headphones on and could see her reflection on TV screen. I heard her say "OH errr oh sorry" and left quickly out the door. So much for getting to fuck her but at least she seen my hardon.After half an hour I took Laundry down and she never said a word about catching me. I decide to try this the next Friday. As I reinserted my fingers a little harder, she groaned and sighed, lifting her plump white ass off the bench a little and letting a further dribble of piss fall onto my fingers and down her smooth, damp thighs. Her pussy was surprisingly tight, and as I worked my fingers in, savouring the sound of the wet hole giving way to my searching digits, I noticed her plump teenage body trembling and her dripping cunt beginning to pulse.Freeing my thick, hard cock from my jeans I checked that no-one was. With his cum still dripping from my mouth, he turned me around and bent me over a dirty couch and pulled my skirt up. He then ripped off my panties and started to rub my slit.I was getting hot really fast; he was so good doing that.In less than three minutes I was about to cum but he then took his hand away and I felt his hard cock between my inner tights. He made me spread my legs.I knew I was going to be got fucked and could not avoid it. He pushed his cock in; I felt it was not even very. "W-w-what do you want?" I managed to croak out."Your that loser k** who no one likes, aren't you?" She brazenly uttered."Erm, I suppose..." I blushed."Well I was feeling sorry for you so I got you a gift." She smiled."Oh." I replied unemotionally, trying to hide my shock at such a kind gesture."Close your eyes and I'll give you it." She grinned.The butterflies in my belly started buzzing around like mad, my knees grew weak almost unable to hold my weight up. My lips trembled."Um- er- O-ok..." I.