I'm 18, tall, blonde with a muscular body. My friend has a sister, one year older then me. This started today, when my old buddy from high school who ... hadn't seen in a few months contacted me through email organizing a catch up with a group of friends to go out to lunch. I said I would be happy to attend and planned to meet my friend at his house and carpool to the restaurant. At 11.30 I got in my car and left. I arrived and knocked on the front door. My friends mother, Andrea, average height,. Two stinging crops strikes however make me forget the itch.After a while, Mandy's 'special' drink is brought over, whatever that is,and then two maids come and carry her off... and the 'party' is over. 'Sir'gets up, steps over me and laughs. "Such a lovely carpet.. perhaps I shouldget one?"I feel a sharp impact in my side, I guess Miss Black has just kicked me,"Well... at this rate, that will be all this slut is good for, maybe I cando you a special rate, once she signs the contract." Oh, is. I had to touch her huge breast. If only for a second. I figure she let me or slap me in the face. I quickly reached around her hips. I put both the palms of my hands up. I then brought them under her huge breast. I could feel the thin Zebra print material, her huge black half cup bra and all her huge flesh in my hands.“Ahhhh!!!!!” she screamed. She wiggled her huge ass on the front of my shorts. I squeezed her big breast again. She screamed again. No one was paying any attention to her. All the. He sticks the book back on the shelf and turns so he can bury his nose in my hair. That’s all it takes. He shoves his pile onto the shelf and taking my face in both hands, kisses me deeply, his tongue seeking mine. I put my own books on the shelf and press my body tight against his. I can feel his cock already pushing eagerly against the front of his jeans. I run my knuckles over the bulge and he gasps, pulling his tongue out of my mouth.“We can’t, not here,” he whispers, his glasses almost.