” Under the note was a white tube top only 2” wide and a 8” skirt. She left me some platform shoes with 6” heels. I didn’t know what to do. ... couldn’t miss the test but I couldn’t go to class dressed like that. I thought about it then slipped on the clothes. I looked in the mirror and saw a slut staring back. The top did nothing to really cover my boobs. My nipples could be seen through the top. I couldn’t bend over in the skirt without showing my pussy and ass and the shoes made me look like a. She loves being watched. Her moans get a little louder as I pound into her again and again. I feel my own orgasm approaching and quicken my pace. As I reach the edge I tell her to come again and another scream escapes her mouth. I fill her with my cum and we stay where we are to catch our breath. I look at the men and see that they are my girl’s type (decently built, but not overly muscular) and they have big cocks. I smile as a plan forms in my mind. I love watching her suck and fuck other. I had masturbated thinking about pushpa infinite times. Once wen i got her number since den i just to call her and listen her voice or used to talk using fake names.Later once i just gathered course and spoke to her saying that I like her and would like to meet her in private as she meets Mr.XYZ and even other men. She firstly refused thinking m a kid by my voice later she asked to visit her home to which i refused as she stays exactly in front on my home. Then she agreed meeting me out. June smiled at Bob, and covered his hand with hers, squeezing it fondly. She couldn't say, as she walked to the foot of the stairs to call Cathy, that she disliked the boy, and reputations were ephemeral things, easily made and just as easily lost.He seemed solid enough. "Cathy? Cathy, dear?" Yes, Mom?" Cathy called, coming to the head of the stairs."There's someone here to see you. Come down." Yes, Mom," Cathy said, starting listlessly down the stairs. June walked quickly back to the kitchen,.