It all started on the first day when I entered this school and found that I could only pursue commerce in here for which I readily agreed, in this sch...ol I only knew one person who was my 10th class tuition friend. But I was disappointed to know that he took to non med which left me alone. After the common assembly the principal came on the mic and announced that all the 11thies must join him in the hall where we were to be assigned our sections and classes, while getting ready to go there my. Our car register is a national register and information about a car owner is available by a cell phone. A text message of the plate was sent to the registrar and a few seconds later the car owner's name and address was returned to the phone.The reply from the car registry got me even more curious because the owner of the car was the shop where Monica worked, PARIS FASHION AB. The shop was run by a Lena Alfredsson married to Eric Alfredsson, both in their mid forties. Eric was known for his. My pussy is so wet and I've been wanting to ride your cock all day. I greet you at the door naked like I always do. You tell me to wait and that you're tired. My daddy just wants to relax, but I've been thinking about you all day. I don't listen. I'm a bad slave and whine when I don't get my way. You sit down in your favorite chair so you can watch the game. You want me naked and on my knees by your side. I kneel next to you. You pet my hair a few times and send me to get your beer. Then, you. Every sweet minute. Without warning he removed his cock and then I felt it push against my arse. So this was it. This was where Mr. Polish wanted to take me. I was more than up for it there too. I pushed backwards and his cock started to part my anus. He got the message. Loud and clear. I teased him by putting my hands on my buttocks and spreading my cheeks for him. Then he grabbed his cock and started to push it in. It was a little hard at first even with my copious juices covering his cock.