He looked deep into my eyes, searching for some sort of reaction. ‘Are you sure you want this babe?’ He asked me softly. ‘Just shut up and do i...,’ I spoke. I felt his hands come onto my hips lifting me up, pushing me harder against the wall. While he tried to adjust our position I stared at his face. It was soaked, his hair dripping, rain drops dripping off his nose, his ears, his mouth, making him a new, different type of handsome. I felt his length begin to push at the opening of my pussy.. There was a year of break, but somehow at the end of the army a colleague lent me a laptop, so I looked at the internet, then I did not have my own computer or internet.(My parents were anti-technological, they did not even want to buy me an ordinary telephone)Browsing the internet accidentally I found a movie, probably on youtube.And there a woman crushed fruits in high heels, this topic interested me terribly.I started looking for everything on this subject, unfortunately everything was in. "I'm not in the mood, honey", she told me."Come on, please. It's been such a long time since I haven't fucked you there, you probably don't even remember how it feels.", was pretty much all I was repeating for about half an hour, already having reached for the K-Y Jelly tube."I do remember what it feels like, I just don't want to!", she responded. "If you're all worked up, I can give you a blowjob, and I even promise to swallow this time."She knew me too much, and there was no way I could. ”In a low voice, Lucas replied that he knew where the cafeteria was, although he simply planned to ask someone later. His voice, however, reached the ears of the teacher, who approached in silence and said.“Lucas, right?”Lucas got up from the table and responded politely.“Yes.”The teacher looked at Lucas’s face for a few seconds, his expression stern. After snorting in a low voice, he turned and said.“In my class, I do not tolerate any talk out of time. You can only speak when I give.