“Do you like it?” Asked Brittany in a sweet voice. She cross her legs and watch as Mr. Stanley eyes followed them.“Uh...uh...You know the school...rules Mrs. Clarkson. Wearing outrageous outfits like that is intolerable for school. I’m afraid either you call your parents to give you a new set of clothes or I’ll have to send you home,” said Mr. Stanley staring at Brittany’s chest as it rises.“Well my parents aren’t home right now,” said Brittany in an innocent voice. She bend over to pretend to. One cover caught my eye.A cute, 18 yr old blonde.At that point I couldn't control it anymore. I bought the magazine and left.I began walking around town, sizing up possible destinations.Behind a wall, a garden, an alleyway. Nothing was discreet enough. I made my way down to the seafront about to give up when I came across a public toilet.Great.I walked in, found a free cubicle and locked the door.I placed the magazine top of the closed toilet lid, pulled both my jeans and underwear down and. Turns out we chatted for 1.5 hours. Out of this little date, she turned out to me emotionally insecure and needed the comfort of a man. Her ex-boyfriends were assholes. One of them dumped her because she refused to fuck him without a condom. I comforted her and I had my hands all over her thighs and waist. She was very weak and sensitive towards me. I figured I've given enough for this girl to absorb and digest from me so I should drop her home and have a few more dates before fucking.I dropped. Reaching the elastic of green, looking once quick I see her relax hear head on a pillow with a smile.My mind alive, senses collect the beautiful sent of lotion and her. With a gentle pulling her lovely trimmed pubic hair comes into view. My mouth quickly lowered placing a soft kiss. Now between her thighs my tongue used like a soft shovel, I part her open and begin to receive and give pleasure. She was so wet, thick dripping juices flowing as fast as I could work. Her tight grip on my hair.