. and I was going to love every minute of it. "What do you want to learn first?" I asked placing my hands on her shoulders and looking ...traight at her. "Well," she said hesitantly, "how about what we were just talking about." "You mean oral sex?" Emma nodded, blushing a bit. "It looked like fun." "It is. But first we're going to have to get naked. Are you ready?" She smiled and nodded as I reached down to the hem of her t-shirt and began to tug it up. Without hesitation, she. “What is it?” I looked at the glop on my plate. “Nothing,” I said. He didn’t believe me, I could tell, but he let it go. “Hey, a bunch of us are going to a party off-campus tonight. Wanna go?” I started to say no, but by this time I was tired of being a grump and said, “Sure, why not?” He smiled, said, “I’ll pick you up at 9.” The party turned out to be a drag, but something totally unexpected happened: two girls picked us up. Mine was a slightly plump, curvy thing with long dark hair;. The man I spoke to at the garage said they were busy, but when it became clear to him that his payment would be assured, he agreed to do the work tomorrow. I came home in old but reliable customer service car.”“No problems, then?”“Not really, sir. When I informed him that I represented Mr John Dawes, he asked, “Not the John Dawes, the retired criminal?”, for which I reprimanded him, saying that I was butler to Mr John Dawes, so he was my valued employer. That sufficed, as he seemed happy to. In the distance I heard two car doors close and footsteps approach, but never looked up and to my surprise I suddenly felt a set of cold hands grab my tits roughly and kneed them like dough. I looked up instantly to find two black men, one with a mustache and the other bald, staring at me while my blonde friend never even looked up from working my clit with his tongue. The man with the mustache who was tugging at my nipples now smiled and said “looks like we are late for lunch”. I tried.