I stepped up, as she spread her legs apart and in one hard thrust, buried my baton up to the hilt in her sopping wet pussy.“Fill me with more of tha... delicious cum, stud.”I grabbed a handful of her hair as we fucked like it would be our last time. Our grunting and moaning was carried by the gentle breeze. We both felt my impending orgasm and she cried out, “Fill ‘er up, stud!” It didn’t take long and my man fluid filled her to overflowing.She came after several more thrusts of my baton as I. "Yes he damn well was. He must have spent all day getting into my things,because he was wearing my best ball gown with all the trimmings. I checkedthere was nothing he'd forgotten to put on still lying in that bathroom,and had him show me what he put on under his frock. He had everything on;bra and panties, slip, my spanx, tights and heels. When I got a look athis makeup under the bedroom lights I figured that it must have taken himan hour plus to get all this on."By this point Adam was. Something about that wind was borrowing her for a moment, and she felt nearly entranced. The air was so thick she had to get to the door. Then she heard it, the music. It was so faint that she had to concentrate to hear it. The eerie sound carried her away from her bed, getting louder as she gained distance. Almost to the door, her feet were moving alone to match the music coming from outside. It felt as though a warm blanket was being thrown over her, comforting her and lulling her into a deep. Miss Barr was about 180cm (5’10”), I guess about 28 years old, very slim even skinny, short dark hair cut in a bob, high cheek bones and a small turned up nose (some girls at school called her Elf-Woman behind her back) she was wearing black kitten heeled shoes, a short black skirt (too short to wear in school) a very tight white top and obviously no bra as you could see the outline of her nipples, she looked amazing, totally different from her normal attire of long skirts and non-descript.