Put it in the bottom of your back pack. Start using it every day.” She giggled again. “It’s much bigger than a marks-a-lot so you’ll have to w...rk up to it. Start with the head then go in a little farther each time until you are stretched. You can bring it back to me when you meet him. My friend is big so be prepared.” The bell ending lunch break rang so we raced for the classroom. The next day, I looked around to see that no one was near my locker when I unzipped my back pack and shoved it. I love his energy, and he never abuses others and motivates me for better work.He used to say, “Vasu! Feel you are a young lady. You are not that old! Still, you can raise the temperature of many men around you.” These words motivate me, and I decided to wear a top and jeans to the office. This was the first time in my life that I wear jeans.I don’t want to wear at my home, so I changed my clothes in the ladies washroom in the office. The top was a little deep. It exposes my deep neck, and my. I imagined how I liked it and tried to do the same. His words of encouragement soon followed. "Good boy," he cooed, and as he stroked my hair he added "daddy is really proud of you." he kept talking to me all the time, telling me how daddy's cock felt so good and how proud daddy was of his little boy. He pulled me closer by taking my arms and pulling them to his sides and back, so I was hugging him and sucking his cock at the same time.I could only imagine the view. My pants around my ankles,. There were also a couple of document counterfeiting machines.I shook my head and started driving. The room I rented was at the port hostel. I put on the holster and harness for the spare magazines. I looked at the girl as she stretched, “awake?”She smiled and laid back and spread her legs, “I am Vixen.”I grinned and sat beside her and reached out to finger her, “Edward. You were taken and...”She humped and shivered, “trained to fuck.”I smiled and bent to give her a kiss, “want to call your.