Most evenings the girls studied. Wendy was the less diligent of the two and would watch television with Bill or just chat. She was amusing and vivacio...s and Bill thoroughly enjoyed her company.Wendy did run into the insatiable one again but he took one look and made off hastily. She reported the incident gleefully to Bill and Sally. "My gallant knight," she giggled but there was no doubt of her enduring gratitude to Bill both over that incident and his saving her from her hated and demeaning. 'Oooh Wow hunny, you need to ask me that, look what you doing to me, you proper destroying this black boy, I mean wiv those sharp curves and those little panties straining away!' he sweated out.He was sat with his legs swung out from the table and I could see on full display to the world that his thick long rod was poking out his pants. The denim was struggling to hold it in and the fly was under stress! He seemed not to realise other people were about us either. One or 2 young girls, who might. Watching you dress that morning, well, lets just say some naughty thoughts were going through my mind. You had put on a pair of pale blue silk string bikini panties with a matching bra and a dress. Normally you aren't a big fan of dresses preferring jeans or shorts, tomboy that you are. Don't get the wrong idea, she may be a tomboy but she is one hell of a sexy tomboy who knows very well how to make my cock throb with desire and passion. I remember this one time we had gone out dancing at a. She then told me it’s ok. Don’t worry… Just meet me at certain place. I was confused. I thought is she putting a trap to keep people ready to beat me. I told “I am very sorry … I did flirting with only one sms and nothing more than that. If it has hurt you then it’s deeply regretted. But please don’t get me beaten at that place.” She smiled and told nothing will happen. Just come and have a coffee with me. Although I don’t take coffee, I agreed to meet in front of the coffee shop. But still my.