Half my body enters the bedroom (partially concealing the cane in my hand) as I glaze my eyes onto her short, yet plump body, I see the top part of he... suit on the floor, by her cute little feet, exposed from those glossy, crimson red high-heels of her uniform. With only her bra and work skirt visible her cute curvy body made me want to firmly grab those hips and swing her around my big, hard, black d*ck like a wrecking ball! After all the rage I had and her sexy body was got me pumped all. There were some gay guys back in there having some fun butt fucking and reaching around to stoke dick at the same time. I peeked at them through the bushes for a while. Then I felt a guy walk up behind me, and he put his hand up my skirt. I wasn't wearing panties. His hand found my pussy, and he fingered my clit, which really got my attention. I turned my head and asked him if liked to talk dirty. He laughed and said he would show me a thing or two. He called me a slut whore and forced me down. I was out of control and i wanted him too. i was standing just like that and he was doing his work. he started sucking me hard and was hugging me and moved from one asset to another.He got up, looked into my eyes,and he understood that i was hot, he caught my hand and led me into the bedroom pushed me on to the bed and i was doing as he ordered me. he removed all this cloths, and started kissing me from my toes, knees, stomach, hands, chest, neck, cheeks and finally on my lips. by the time he. "Ah, lass, you look a treat tonight," he said, taking the initiative away from me."Yes ... yes you do," I agreed lamely.She was dressed in a very colorful blouse that I would describe as artistic in pattern. Like broad strokes from an artist's palette on a background of navy blue. It accentuated her figure as it tucked snugly into a navy blue knee-length skirt. For the first time, I saw that her body was more curvaceous than I originally realized. Last Sunday, her jacket had hidden much of it..