From the outside, the school looks just like any other rich-bred, over-the-top private school around. Everything about it screams normal, that is, if ...ou’re of the millionaire-and-up variety. Hell, even the classes were docked with normal learning sessions and basic agendas. That was, until Boss was informed around a month ago about some suspicious activity revving up with the arrival of a certain new student, Kiba Shinjo—my target. According to Boss, after the report was submitted, he sent out. .. my right hand moved down to her pussy... she parted her legs enough to give me access to her warm place and she was moist as my finger slipped into where I wanted my cock... I stepped away and bent down, took the condom out of my jeans pocket and put it on... she smiled and asked if I was in a rush... I said looking at her body I just wanted to feel it around me... she turned around and bent over the back of one of my dinning chairs and parted her feet... the invite was there and I slowly. God i look like one of those porn models she thought. the thought only added to the feelings of being naughty and the juices started to flow even more. placing a coat over it to hide from the public last she slipped a long dark brown coat on and buttoned it on. walking into the lounge she saw that she had a long wait. "why did he make it so late in the afternoon" she sat on the couch flipping through the tv until it was time to leave. though she spent over a hour and a half watching that screen. My horny pussy’s appetite was completely filled by his hungry hard cock.After fucking for a few long minutes, the inevitable happened, he cum inside me again. I could have pulled away when I felt he was cumming but I didn’t. And after our shower together, I made him promise me that this will never happen again and that he cannot mention this to anyone, especially my husband. He vaguely agreed.My husband ended coming home really late that night and he had no idea what I been through. Nothing.