'I will send a taxi for you, where do you live', talk about closing the deal, I gave it to him and through on a few clothes, making sure my grey woole... stockings and school skirt were in place, the skirt setting off the schoolgirl look and the stockings riding high on my thighs, could be seen whenever I bent or sat down unladylike.I just tucked in my white blouse when my room door knocked, 'Taxi Mariel', the voice called out from the other side of the door, 'Just a minute I called out', making. Their uniform consisted of an olive green dress, or jacket and trousers, with an orange check tabard over the top. Most of the female staff wore knee length or just short of the knee dresses. My eye was taken by a young girl working in an aisle nearby. She was tall, must be over six feet, I thought, and the dress was meant for someone much shorter. She was reaching up to place stock on the top of the display units, and I was getting a good look at her pale blue knickers. They barely covered her. I knelt up on the bed with my arse up in the air and told them to form a queue behind me because i wanted to be used and abused. They were to take it in turns fucking me from behind and all of them were ordered to spunk into me. Without them knowing I had already chosen one of the young men who was going to lick it all back out again. I felt each of the lads cumming hard inside me holding onto my large womanly hips and banging me really hard from behind. I had to smile to myself when I thought. “Lay down.” I obeyed.He laid beside me and started twirling one of my sore nipples between his thumb and forefinger, pressing harder and harder as he went on. “The problem is you’ve only fucked boys. A boy doesn’t know how to please a woman, a man does.” He switched to the other nipple. The sensations he was sending through my breasts spread down to my clit and I felt it begging. He reached down and removed the clamp. The blood rushing back felt like warm pain and it made my clit throb.He.