The next day at school I avoided her. I was too embarrassed to even think about what she would say. I didn’t sit at my desk the next afternoon, too ...fraid to see her. That night I lay in bed thinking about her and trying not to go to the window. But, try as I may, temptation got the better of me. I let my blind go up a few inches. Just enough to see out, and there she was again in the wardrobe mirror. She must have sensed me watching, Slowly, she raised her eyes up from her book and looked. His boss, Mr. Fielding, had once quipped: "For results, I'll take predictableMendelsohn over any flashy-pants show off!"At home, while slipping into a black vinyl mini-skirt, Mr. Mendelsohn again mentally argued the case against Ms. Ursula Beckett. Her obnoxious manner and harsh laugh first disturbed the halls of S&F on March 7, 1998 (Mr. Mendelsohn was good with dates). The old head of personnel, Geoff Richards, introduced her as Mr. Fielding's new special adviser. She instantly appalled Mr.. She had knickers in the most horrible green hue imaginable, but that's beside the point, I couldn't wait to see what was behind that big damp spot in the middle. I stroked her breast with clumsy fingers while two fingers of my other hand plunged in and out of my cunt, making the most incredible sounds. She closed her eyes and pulled her knickers to the side and showed me a very wet, fleshy cunt with big outer labia and no visible inner labia. She was very hairy and the scent that rose from her. After about 10 minutes he asked were I wanted his cum I told him right were it was, was perfect. As his cum dripped into my ass we heard foot steps and then John I got home early, were are you guys. As we froze with his dick in my ass the door opened and Johns mom nearly fainted. She took it in again and said not to move as she walked away she came back and told us to sit down on her bed. With my now limp dick and cum dripping out my ass we sat down on the bed. Now John would you like to tell.