She wouldn’t approve of the decision I was making. I didn't approve of the decision I was making. Or the excuses I was using to justify it. “Dump ...hat loser boyfriend,” she’d say. “Go and find yourself an proper man.” It wasn’t as easy as that. Life rarely is. My boyfriend wasn’t a bad man… perhaps that was the problem. Perhaps I was a bad girl. Something deep inside me craved a bit of danger – I was too young to settle. I was heading towards a mortgage, a husband and kids couldn’t be too far. Just as you’re about to groan why that could never work she cuts you off “Listen he’s looked at you like this for a while now, why don’t you just go and talk to him and besides it would definitely get under the ex’s skin if you had to go out with him”. “Fine”, you moan, “I’ll give being a ‘naughty’ girl like you, a try, what’s the plan?”. “I have an idea”, says Mary slyly.You walk to room 10A during lunch break and, just as Mary said, you see Bruce through the windows. He catches you looking at. I can almost feel the outline of his cock sliding through my fuck tunnel. I'm on my knees and he is riding me now like dog fucking his bitch. I feel dirty and it makes my cock hard as a rock. I feel a drop of pre-cum forming on the tip of my hard cock. As if he can feel it too, he reaches and strokes my cock, smearing the pre-cum on the head, then rubbing my balls gently. I'm in heaven now. His cock is almost fully buried in me. I can feel his head almost rubbing against the end of my fuck. He penetrates me, I gasp for air under your pussy, pleasure is driving me wild, his cock drives in deeper and deeper, you hold my legs and just sit on my face, i can feel the two of you kiss as he fucks me harder and harder each time.You finally get off of me and i see this gorgeous man in bra and panties fucking me like the little slut I am, you laugh, you come and kiss me and then he turns me over, gets me on all fours and starts fucking me again, I'm facing you, we kiss as he penetrates me.