She asked for it. It was all her fault. I was innocently perving my way around my favourite chat site when I chanced upon her ad. Lady, 30, would like...to be raped. Oh yea? Still, I zinged off a reply: Seriously? She must have sent the same response to hundreds of people. Thank you for answering my ad. I want to be stalked, spied on, attacked and raped. You can hurt me but not injure me. I do not want to know anything about you or meet you beforehand, but there must be some way of identifying. A younger, heavy set woman sitting beside him stood as well.“Mr. Hayden, Ms. Hayden, thank you for coming,” he said as he shook both their hands. “I’m Peter Colfax, the principle here. This is Terry Donahue, the school’s social worker. Please, have a seat.”As everyone took their places Mr. Colfax looked at Angela. “I’m sorry, I know you’re divorced. Is it still proper to call you Ms. Hayden?”“Yes, that’s fine,” she replied.“Okay,” he said with a smile.Tom could see the man really didn’t like. Continuing to tease me as my fingers rub my clit pulling and pinching rolling it between my fingers you part my lips tasting licking the walls of my pussy then up down you then slide your tongue in thrusting my hips buck my back arches moaning my body is rendered helpless to the pleasures of your assault my knees slide up legs spread wide my fingers tangled in your hair pulling moaning my legs wanting to close you hold them open my pussy is swelling dripping I am so turned on removing your. He was so horny! “Do you think you could, you know, give me a blow-job too? A good one, like I did to you?”Jared laughed. “Fuck no!” he exclaimed, wondering how Alex could remotely contemplated that as a possibility. “Are you crazy?”“Uh, OK.” Alex said. “I guess I should go home now.” He pulled up his pants. His cock remained hard. He had to get home and stroke himself off. Right now. “See you later, cock-sucker.” Jared said.Alex turned sharply. “You promised you wouldn’t tell anyone!” Alex.