‘Now, if you’d like to bend over the desk.’There was a sense of unreality about what was happening. And, still not quite believing it was happen...ng to me, I stepped towards the desk and bent over as instructed. I felt Mrs Griffiths lifting my skirt so it rested on my back. My knickered bottom was now exposed to everyone in the room.‘You need to stay bent over for all fifteen, Miss Adams, and keep hold of the far side of the desk with your hands. If you let go, that particular stroke won’t. Much to her horror, she could feel that her partner wasn’t wearing a condom. But her panic was stomped out by the sheer thrill of it. Then she quietly whimpered as the defined head began to stroke along her inner walls.The person filled her with a measured care- pulling almost completely out before pushing back in. Slowly taking her inch by inch each time he entered her. She could feel the curls of his pubic hair brushing at her skin. If she listened carefully she could even hear the slick. ..she is totally looking like a red hot chilli..she had a great personality. She went to my neighbour's house when i asked my grandfather about her then I came to know that she was my new neighbour who came in this city last week only with her three year old boy and her husband.Her husband was a big business man so mostly of the time he went out of station for his business. On the next day when I was talking with my friend on phone outside my house then I again saw her this time she. This could act as a test run for that three-way.I did a three point turn and turned around. I sped back towards the hitchhiker. I shook with anticipation. In a minute, I would have my first cock in my mouth. Then I saw the hitchhiker still standing on the side of the road with his hard dick still hanging out. As I got closer I started calling him something else in my head. "Master"I frantically rolled down the window as my car slowed pulled over in front of him. He didn't saw a word. He just.