She kissed me briefly on the lips.“Thanks mum,” she whispered. As I drove toward Donna’s I had difficulty concentrating and wondered how I would...fill in the extra time before I was due to arrive. She lived on the esplanade opposite the beach in quite an upmarket location. I decided to park nearby and take a walk along the beach to help calm my nerves.I have always liked the sound of waves at the beach, I find it somehow very soothing, but today my recent experience at the nude beach added a. " Pushing your sore ass into the mattress?" she smirked, as she shrugged her blouse off her shoulders.I felt my breath catch in my throat, as I stared at her perfect teenage breasts. Her bra was nice, nothing fancy but nice. "A little, yes ma'am." Did it hurt? Could you feel all my swats as he drove his cock into your pussy, Mother?"I swallowed and looked at my feet. I was embarrassed, humiliated and ashamed. "At first ma'am." At first?" she asked reaching behind her to undo her bra."After a. I was eleven years old when I started at ‘The High School’ and stayed there until I was between the ages of eighteen and nineteen. Our uniform in the first five years consisted of a dark green pleated skirt and blazer, white shirt and two tone green tie in diagonal stripes. Sensible shoes (black) and white cotton socks completed the visible uniform. In the sixth form we were allowed to wear nylon stockings. We were expected to wear dark green knickers throughout our school lives but frequently. I made the tea in the teapot, brought it on a tray, placed it on the coffee table in front of the couch and asked once again, “I have enough tea for everyone. Are you sure you do not want tea.”They all agreed to have tea so I prepared the tea for each of them, handed them the cup on a saucer and remarked, “I don’t use sugar however there is sugar in the bowl on the tray, along with spoons.”I inwardly smiled as they all added sugar to their tea. One reporter who seemed nicer than the rest.