There was an address on the poster, so I wrote it down and decided to set out for it the next morning. After getting lost in the Athens backstreets se...eral times, I finally managed to find the address I was looking for and pushed through the door into a dusty office. ‘Hello, I saw an advertisement about English teaching,’ I said to the man sitting at the desk. ‘Oh, yes, Mr. Campbell’s school,’ he replied in accented but fluent English. ‘He is the principal of a school outside Athens and is. The script was being followed. But Wendy became impatient. She clutched me to her and pressed her pantied pussy to my chest. When her hands found my shoulders I thought she was going to make the move to remove my jacket as I had described. Instead, she lifted me by the jacket then pushed me down in an effort to establish friction between us, her pussy against my chest. I got the idea and took over. She let up on the pressure. At some point my jacket was removed. I lifted my head and she bent. .." I blinked, trying to think of the right words."Sometimes I love you so much, I think I'm dying," Mark said after a minute of quiet."Really?" Oh yeah." He nodded. "You're like ... Hmmm..." I'm like what?" I giggled, rubbing his cock a little with my knee, just to see if he'd get harder."Like one of your mom's pies," Mark said seriously and I laughed. "No, I mean like her best pie ever." I'm a pie?" I rolled my eyes and pressed my teeth against his chest, just on the side by his armpit where. “You like my ass bobbing on your cock, Adam?” I asked. “Fuck yes,” Adam moaned and he spanked my ass. “Hmmm…. Naughty,” I said looking at me. “Spank me more, baby.” Adam spanked me again. “Harder, baby,” I moaned. Adam spanked me harder while I stopped riding his cock for a minute. After getting my ass spanked, I bent over and Adam came behind me. “Ready to get fucked hard, you big slut,” Adam said but I sensed that he was still not very comfortable in calling me a slut. “Yes, baby. Fuck me.