..Sandra took her customary seat in class.The recital really is over... The thought didn't dampen the elation she still felt, though.At three minutes ...efore the hour, Ms. Connelly arrived. Sandra felt a flash of disappointment. Maybe he's not back... The class proceeded as always. Sandra was distracted as she watched her fellow classmates work on dictations. She pretended to write out the examples, but her mind was really elsewhere. Dobra's appearance at the recital now seemed like a dream.But. I was pretty sure that they were in the cupboard. Ah well. I slid into my car and drove off to the local corner shop. It was a Sunday and most of the major stores were closed. I'd only been to this particular corner shop maybe once or twice a couple years back. The food here was slightly more expensive but still just as good, and I'm pretty sure they sold peanuts here to. "Hey there, do you need any help ?" A young boy, about seventeen stood keen in front of me. He has a pretty boy look to. I knew i didn't have much time but i knew i had to impress Greg i peeled of my sweats put on a matching red satin bra with 42 DD inserts slipped my form fitting Black dress on then proceeded to do a quick make up job complete with ruby red lip gloss. i slipped on my heels and checked myself out in the mirror. I hoped to hear a knock on the door soon. I wasn't to be disappointed in no time there was knock on the door Greg also had a bottle of wine with him.I was really impressed with Greg's. Her breasts were like an orange and her nipples were like an ice cube stuck on top. She was absolutely a 10 if ever I had seen one.We started making conversation and soon I was lost in her body, I really wasn't listening at all. I was only thinking of that body and how to keep my cock from coming through my swimsuit. She noticed it too as she grabbed a quick feel and said that's pretty impressive. After that our conversation turned to sex, she told me she had just turned eighteen and loved to.