She was born in a small city a couple of hours drive from Warsaw. She had been married and divorced and had a small son. She was out with her friends,...a typical ladies night. This was why she didn't want to dance with me earlier she explained. However because of my note she had decided to come over to me. Standing really close, I noticed she was about 5.5”. She was very slim with small breasts and pretty brown eyes and long blond hair. She had a small nose and thin lips and a pretty face. The. " Whatever Luka had to say next was interrupted by a loud banging on herbedroom door. "Lukas, unlock this door now!"Over the yelling and banging, I heard someone calling my name. When Ilooked down, I saw my foster father staring up at me from my bedroomwindow, frowning with annoyance. "Maggie, what do you think you'redoing out here this time of night?"I ignored the question and turned back to Luka, reached through thewindow and grabbed her hand. "C'mon. We gotta leave now before your momgets. This sent a thrilling shiver down my body. He started rubbing my slit softl, then he worked my clit. He stuck one finger in my hole and started fucking me with his finger. As he entered a second finger I moaned quietly knowing if I was too loud I could get us caught. Jon then lifted my leg and undid his belt. "Jon, wait, not here," I said. I wanted his fully erect cock inside of me but not in the middle of the hallway where anyone could see us. He opened the door to his office, and locked. On the other hand I was excited, it was something new, and I was sure that we'd be able to have some 'fun'. I was also a bit worried about the cold. As any of you who have read my Journal will know, I don't wear much clothing, and I had visions of newspaper headlines to the effect of, 'Young girl found frozen to death buried in snow wearing nothing but a mini dress'.Jon soon put my mind to rest on the last bit when he started looking at skisuits and thermal underwear for me. He picked 3.