She unfastens his pants, and tugs them off of him, along with his boxers. Amelia strokes his length a few times. She kisses his inner thighs, slowly w...rking her way to his sack, and up his length to the head. She slowly places him inside her mouth, taking him in slowly. She uses her hands to massage his inner thighs, and balls, keeping him guessing where she would touch next. Drake plays with her curly blonde hair. He loves the way she looks with his cock in his mouth. She looks into his eyes,. That’s my good little girl. Feels good doesn’t it. How about this?’ He slid a finger inside her pussy, still fingering her clit, and heard a low moan. ‘Oh, my god.’ She whispered. ‘No, I asked you a question. Answer me. Does this feel good?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Yes what? Think Anise. Remember your research. What is the correct answer?’ ‘Yes. Yes Sir?’ It came out as a question, the feeling good kind of making her lose her focus. He kissed the side of her neck as a reward. ‘Now, is it right that my little. You had cum two or three times by the time we got to mine and the chair was soaking wet and the smell of your juice was fantastic and I had to slide my fingers in to you and cover them in your cum so I could lick it off them.I went to the flat and opened the door your gown and clothes in my hand once open I waved for you to join me and you climbed out and walked up the stairs stark naked for anyone to see. You walked past me in to the flat and as you did I slid my finger in to your tight cum. This was the first time I had ever noticed the unlucky aspect of my apartment number. "How appropriate, unlucky 13!" I was about to try and sneak back to my apartment, where I was always half-packed ready to go, in case someone DID recognize me like this, when the apartment manager noticed me. "In fact," she said, "there he is now. O Mike!" "Damn!" Now I couldn't just sneak away in the night. I'd have to face-up to the fear and disgust of yet another angry parent. As if I was.