I'd seen a picture of her online and just hoped she was as good looking in the flesh.The doorbell rang... that was her. Already i was shaking.I answer...d the door and beckoned her in. Wow...the picture didn't do her justice. She was a stunning Blonde and was dressed in casual clothes that hugged her very curvy body."Hi., you must be John?". "Yes..er please come and make yourself comfy. Can i get you a drink?" Wine would be nice". I went to the kitchen and brought in two glasses of wine, passing. I admit there isn't, I'm mature for my age and just find them all very silly.School is very strict about uniform and our navy uniform isn't the nicest. Very practical, not the best fit, i'm a big girl and they were never designed for that. Also, as it's nearing the end of the school year my uniform is a bit short. Mum can't afford to get me a new one so I have to put up with it. Over the winter it was fine, but now its too hot for tights. Instead I find myself wearing french knickers, ratehr. . aahhaaa ui maaaa mazaa bhii aaraahaa hai…. I then picked his hand and said “arram se dabba na”. he started laughing and started pressing it again.Waiter- Randi maine tuze khareed liya hai 1 ghante ke liye. Aab tu meri randi hai.The other guys were seating and watching me fucked by a waiter. As i was hot like hell, i asked him do whatever he wants. Listening to this he immediately showed his thick, long cock and gave it in my mouth. I like its taste it was really yumm. After dat he started to. John wasn't like my brother. He was closer than my family, and different. And I wanted him in the worst way.Which translated into manic babble in the back of the cab. With my anxiety replaced by lust, I couldn't stop talking, until without saying a word he shut me down. It was gentle, and patient, but it was a command, of that there was no doubt. And it worked. It stilled me, and I didn't say a word the rest of the cab ride. My mind was buzzing, working on what he'd said. That we needed to talk.