'suck my dirty cock you filthy chav whore' he shouted at her. Rach might of been offended by this a few hours ago but now she was so out of it she cou...dn't care less. she guzzled steves rock hard cock. rach licked the tip of his cock which was now covered in pre-cum down the shaft to his balls.'more babe,more' steve moaned as he grabbed those blonde locks and pushed her down hard. He moaned hard as he made Rach get brutally skull fucked by him. 'yeah bitch you like that u cunt' he shouted at. S.of A. But that did make me remember one thing I wanted to say to her."Erica, you always dress so chic, so cool - you're, like ... my rolemodel." Oh Sandra, you shouldn't try to copy anyone? - me included. You shoulddress to suit your own personality ... you know what I mean, don't you?"I nodded, more to be agreeable than in agreement. "I think so ..."She went on by way of explanation, "I take my clothes very seriously?In my position, I HAVE to. But Sandra, you're not in my shoes - atleast not. We said good-bye to the young ladies and Mother and I drove home. It was nice to knowthat I now knew some of the girls that were to be in my dance class so Iwasn't so nervous about that first class coming up the next week. AgainMother asked about the comfort of my new undies, and I informed her theywere fine. Mother told me she remembered her panties always seemed toride up her fanny when she wore leotards, and she wanted to make sure mynew panties weren't doing the same thing. I was having. Sinha. The heavy voice of my dad diverted my attention bringing me back in the present and then I smiled and greeted this Goddess a warm and welcoming ‘Hello…’.The awkwardness that surrounded me thereafter left me no other option but to leave the hall and rush to my privacy in a two bedroom hall flat of suburban Mumbai which was my own private room. For a moment all I remembered was throwing away my gym bag on one corner and lying flat on my soft bed and thinking about Mrs. Sinha. The thought.