The day finally arrived and I set about getting ready for my night out with the girls. I dressed in a low cut vest top, an above knee-length skirt fin...shed off with tan coloured tights and some backless heels. Even at forty years old I still did manage to scrub up well. People often passed remark on that fact that I had the body of someone in my twenties.I got a cab to the pub and met the rest of the girls outside. They were all buzzing about seeing the male strippers. We all went inside and. I had not even kissed a boy yet and they were always trying to get their hands in my panties.My mother made it very easy for them because she always made sure I went to a school that required uniforms. Being a private school it was so easy for the boys to get their hands under my skirt and touch me.I wasn't the only girl they messed around with, but I think in my class I was the only girl that ended up getting caught by two of them in a place that no one could see us. One of the boys lured me. Tick Tock. That clock had never moved so slowly before today. Celeste tried to concentrate on her menial accounting tasks but Dom Adam kept creeping into the columns of numbers. Finally, it was 10:50am and Celeste stood up and got her purse. Celeste let herself out of her business door and locked it behind her.Celeste half walked half ran to the Hotel Mirtle. By the time she arrived she was slightly out of breath from the exercise and the anticipation. For Dom Adam had specifically asked her to. P. say I can finally cum is like someone has opened the floodgate. The tingle in my balls is radiating up my shaft. My thrusting into Peggy's ass is fast and shallow, concentrating on the head. Urged on by the heel shoved up my ass. "Oh yes. Let it go John. Fill that tight ass with that huge load of man milk." I can feel the cum surging up my dick. My hips bucking wildly as it is about to erupt from within. "Finger her clit! Finger her clit!" Ms. P. orders. Just as the first powerful rope of.