“You like?” I asked, a tad too solicitously. Damn, the bottoms always run the show. I watched her nod her head, very pleased. I felt quite pleased...with myself, like the teacher was planting a gold star on my forehead. Out of nowhere, I had an urge to suck Stacy’s thumb.I put that prompting to work on her clit, pursing my lips smoothly over it and giving it slow, fluttery little sucks. Then I put my tongue to work lapping at her vulva, a few broad strokes down the middle, then little targeted. A little bit of light made its way in through small cracks in the boards over the windows, just enough to see by. Looking around I recognised this hut as one of the old art rooms. In its day it would have hosted around 30-40 students per lesson. All the equipment had evidently been taken from the room, empty cupboards and shelves surrounded me. There were a few desks and chairs scattered around. I moved further into the room and noticed something peculiar, there was a mattress on the. She spent two hours getting ready and was still not happy. I told her that she looked sensational. I gave her a glass of wine to settle her nerves, but she looked terribly anxious. Joanne always gets like this before meets and I just have to manage it as best I can.After packing some sexy clothes into a bag we finally we headed out to the hotel in Coventry. We checked just after 4pm and I told Joanne to have a bath and then to stay naked and get into bed and wait for us.I had to pick Adam up. Unme se teen log nikle aur mujhe jabardasti us gaadi main le gaye.Rickshaw waala bhi unke saath mila hua tha.Tab mujhe strike hua ki wo phone par baat kar raha tha”…..Sir,mast rapchik maal hai,bole to bhej dun?”.Main dar gayi .Unhone mujhe car main bithaya aur unke boss ke ghar le gaye.Ghar bahut bada tha aur bahar har guard ke paas gun thi.Unone jabardasti mujhe andar bheja.Main jaise hi andar gayi to wahan par bahut saare guard the aur beech main unka boss jo kareeb 35 saal ka tha.Usne kurta.