Aisling sat down on a plush chair,"Thank you!"Amy left and soon Aisling became aware of voice coming from the room across from where she was sitting ,...ne voice was stern in tone,it was a voice she instantly recognised,the voice of the Headmaster. Aisling was intrigued,she stood up and crept to the door,she looked along the corridor to make sure it was clear and then she knelt down,peering through the keyhole,she felt as if she was back at school for what she saw was a man and woman bending over. I own a secluded ranch, miles from the nearest small town, and decided this might be the best location for our weekend of sexual exploration. I gave her my address, but because I live in the boondocks, she used her GPS. It had been some time since my last relationship and it was boring, to say the least. The woman was close to my age and was not interested in exploring her sexual boundaries in any way. I have to be honest, there was no chemistry between us, no attracting pheromones, or mutual. As we walked round she picked up some tights and stockings too.'Right, im going to these skirts on' karen saidkaren went into the changing rooms and I went and looked at the menswear. After acouple of minutes my phone went off for a text message, it was from karen and it said 'Come into the changing rooms, im in the cubicle at the end'.I looked around and luckily there was no shop assistant around so I quickly went into the changing area and went down to the cubicle. I knocked on the door and. “Now watch how a real woman fucks,” Lothar told them. I straddled him, and slowly sank onto his hard, long shaft. I adjusted quickly to his size. My cunt remembered. Remembered the size, the length, the girth. My cunt remembered, and was wet. Wet and ready. It was only half way in when I felt it, the first ripple of the approaching wave. A wave that would, I knew become a tsunami. My orgasm, and like all waves it didn’t come alone, it brought many waves with it. I bit my bottom lip, hard. It.