Abruptly, Harry let go of Fleur’s arms and she fell forward to the ground roughly. Her face was planted on its side in the sand and Harry pulled out...of her to readjust himself. Fleur was quite a sight, face planted in the ground with a lewd expression on her face, one of her hand massaging her breasts, the other focused on her clit. Her ass was still stuck up in the air so Harry crouched down over it and lined up his penis again.“Ah, yes!” Fleur cried out. “Fuck me into the ground, Harry!”. My heart fell, to be honest – I really wasn't in the mood to talk about work, let alone with someone who I might just have caused to screw up a promising career – but I kept my voice cheerful enough while he explained that he was at a a loose end, too, wondered if I felt like a drink, even promising not to talk about the business, like he was a mind reader or something.Without even thinking about it I agreed a venue with him, made a call for a taxi and within five minutes I had my coat on and. Ms. Fitch this all can stay our secret but from now on you will do what we want you to do. This Saturday you will drive four of us to the mall you will not wear underwear , a very short burgundy skirt , a sheer silk sleeveless, collarless loose blouse. You will wear an ear mic so we can give you instructions. Saturday she drove to the mall with three male and one female students along with one male and one female dog. She walked the mall with her student following behind giving her orders. At. Not pleasant but I endured for one hot minute before placing my hands on her waist and quickly and wordlessly whipping down her panties. Her response was volcanic and wordless. Passion and anger erupting in a confusing and glorious make or break moment of retreat or surrender for her. She stepped out of her panties and turned, furiously to me. I pulled her in to me and rotated her once again. I kissed the back of her neck and the length of my cock was running up her bum to the base of her back..