Oh yes” he mumbles blushing.“Good, be standing on the corner of you road at 7.30 Saturday night prompt. If you are not there, forget everything! I...can’t abide lateness. … Oh! Make sure that you’ve showered thoroughly, wear slip-on shoes and don’t wear any underwear. Bring enough money for some drinks and a taxi. If you can’t follow those simple instructions, you’re not worth it”.Saturday night arrives and he is standing on the corner as instructed at the correct time.You politely invite him. From the top, you feel each button of your school blouse come undone, now your nipples start to erect, you have no idea who this guy is, but you imagine him to be the guy from across the street you`ve been teasing this last few days. In your mind you can see his bulging cock ready for your attention. But now you’re unsure who this man is; he doesn`t smell like the guy who visited you and let you play with his manhood.This man now pulls your school blouse over your shoulders and gets a better. By the time she finally reached the shower she had been shocked 3 more times, all three coming from both her collar and belt. Waves of humiliation spread across her fair cheeks as she realized what it must have looked like to the crowd outside her prison, when she was shocked again. ‘WTF!’ She thought. She looked around the stall and finally found the start button, large and red, right in front of her. It would have been obvious had not the shocks been so insistent on impeding her progress. "

"Nah," She rolled onto her back. "It's been seven years since we had that threesome. I'm not as hot as I was."

My mind flashed back to our first threesome when Sharon had her first double penetration. I can still recall the images of her lying down with her legs spread wide and cum dribbling out of her mouth and cunt. It was like it was yesterday. 

"Look at you," I pressed enter and sent it on its way. "You want it real bad don't you?"

"I'm going to have to make do with Mr Happy forever.