By now I really needed the toilet and asked to go promising I would act like a little proper girl a response was a NO and a cane to my bum. I was told...that my training was not finished I had an expert in to talk to me about how to act like a proper girl and as reference to how bad I needed to pee I was told if peed in my new panties and outfit I would REALLY b PUNISHED. So the friend Debbie started talking to me all I could think about was holding in my need and agreeing with everything she. That day she was dressed in tight jeans and high heels, which showed off her nice legs and tight arse, belted at her slender waist and a tight white T-shirt stretched over her ample breasts – quite over-dressed for our usual Monday coffee (I was in the more usual loose fitting long skirt and blouse, with flat shoes. I also noticed she was wearing more make-up and jewellery than was usual as she swept into the kitchen with a broad smile and talking some inconsequential nonsense about the. You struggle to reach the book and suddenly feel a hand run over your curves. You are aroused and don't try to stop him, rather abandoning the search for the book and letting his hands explore you. He slides his hands over your curves grasping your hair and bringing your mouth to his. He kisses you passionately and deeply running his hands over your ass as he does. You reach for him feeling his firm muscles under his shirt as you move your fingers to the growing bulge in his pants. You reach. Her body began to shake and she felt Jake's dick throb inside her. She groaned and pulled back, smiling at him."Go."With a growl, he began thrusting into her hard and fast, the sound of skin on skin matching up with the pounding beat of the music in the club. The pace was quick. Frantic. Leina clawed at Jake's back and he dug his fingers into her hips. Through the rhythmic grunting and moaning, they could both feel their ends quickly creeping up on them. Leina wrapped her legs tighter around.