”They looked into their drinks, avoiding each others’ gaze. Dag downed his drink, then finally spoke. “Look, Con, I’m sorry. I should’ve –...�� “Yeah.” Con shook his head. “It not like I thought it would be. I mean – she’s not –“ He broke off, glancing guiltily at the door, and ducked his head. “She’s here. I told her to meet me after work.” Dag nodded, sympathetic. He raised his glass and touched it to Con’s.“Fuck this. It was a stupid idea. I’ll melt the disks tonight.” He drank, then smiled with. He said "What a great cocksucker." I looked up at him and said I just love your cock.He lifted me up off my knees and placed another hot, wet, juicy kiss on me and then said let's go upstairs so I can fuck your hot little ass pussy. I held his hand and led him upstairs. Once in the bedroom he got really aggressive. He pushed me onto the bed, rolled me onto my back and climbed on top of me spreading my legs and kissing me like a madman. He was rubbing my clitty through my pantyhose making me. Eing asked to take your panties down and show your bum to an old man, while he sat behind his big oak table and jacked-off, was only one of lives experiences I was exposed to as a young girl, in my first year at boarding school.The master in question, was regarded by all girls as a 'Dirty Simpleton', don't ask me who christened him, but it suited all, especially as he had a steady stream of girls, willing to drop-them for him to wank off to.When I was first introduced to him, he sat me down and. This venue had a full weight room, track, sauna, pools and various other sports related setups. As I was rounding the indoor track I could see a figure on the other side by the stands but couldn’t make out who it was. A female for sure as I got closer and as I got even closer I could see it was Debbie. She waved and I went over to where she was. I was always happy to see her, we were actually good friends at this point. She said that she wanted to leave earlier to go into the inner city where.