The girl was naked. And she was young, I guessed at about nineteen or twenty. I later found out she was twenty-one but at the time to me she looked yo...nger. A loud crack filled the small space as Eliza smacked the side of her boot with the crop.“Stand up!” her voice filled the room, and she used a tone that could not be ignored or disobeyed. Slowly the girl got to her feet, looking terrified. “Position one!” the same voice, the same impelling command. “Remember what I taught you!”Slowly the. Standing at roughly 1.6 meters or 5 feet 3 inches tall, you don’t exactly cut an imposing figure. Your shoulder length copper hair is kept into a neat bun, more to increase your situational awareness than for the professional look it gave you. Meanwhile your eyes are a light green, from time to time appearing to glow when the light hits it just right. With a modest figure, your 34B bra is filled perfectly and your round ass is of average size. Clad in the standard olive drab uniform of this. I got into his car so we could get better acquainted . I told him I was 28 yrs old, married with 2 k**s and a wimpy husband that cannot satisfy me. He told me that he loved fucking white women and that he lived alone only about 15 minutes from town. After about a half hour of conversation I could see that this was going well and I was hoping this would go further. I asked him "would you like to see what I have to offer you?" I definitely would like to see what you have sweetie"I untied my. Her fingers slid inside my damp lace knickers, feeling my curls as they crept down towards my aching, needy pussy. I groaned as her fingers caressed my slick lips. I could feel her grin as she smeared my juices over them, her middle finger pushed inside them, sliding along my folds.“Fuck!” I hissed into her mouth.She had one hand on the back of my neck as I was held to her mouth, her other hand inside my knickers. The pad of her finger circled my throbbing clit. I felt little whines escape from.