” “Good girl,” he said, continuing his assault before giving my pussy a final slap with his solid shaft. He rose from his heels and spread his...knees, rubbing the head of his cock up and down my seeping slit. The anticipation and the heat of his flesh separating my folds had me spinning in a swirl of sensation and emotion. “Okay, just relax.” There was that voice again - rugged, deep, and wonderful. He lifted my legs and pushed my knees toward my shoulders. Taking his cock in hand, he swept. I leave the hostess with a word of excuse, making my way around to where you are standing. I briefly talk to some random people as my eyes darting around looking for you. I down my wine and grab another. I make my way to the corner where you are chatting up some blond who is hanging off your every word. There are a few people around listening to you talk. I walk by you and accidentally bump into you, my breasts brushing your back. I softly apologize, shrug and down the rest of my glass. . ”“I would have used a PI,” stated Weeks – a boy with a never-ending repertoire of short-term enthusiasms.“Do you know how expensive they are to hire?” I asked. “You do know I’m a teacher with a teacher’s salary, don’t you? You’ve been watching too much Hollywood.”At least I was a teacher for the present moment.He grinned and made the shape of a gun with his fingers at me. I couldn’t help grinning back.“So have you two broken up, sir?” This one came from Agnetha, an overweight blond girl who sat. I guided it towards my legs, rubbing the tip against my wetness before pulling him off my neck and into a hard kiss. His burning desire took hold and he forcefully penetrated me with one thrust, kissing me hard. We used the wall of the shed as a brace and I lifted myself up, wrapped my legs around him allowing him slide in deeper. Each time he thrust into me he hit the perfect spot, fuelling my lust. Our kisses muffled our moans of pleasure. We suddenly heard voices in the garden centre, but.