“enjoying yourself,” she hissed, as she grew tired of my mentally stripping off her clothes. I also grew a little tired of it as well, or just a l...ttle impatient, either way i decided it was time to start the real one.“you can start by unbuttoning that sweater,” i said as calm as i could.“what?” she cried, as she threw her hands up in front of her chest, “oh right, you just wanna see my boobs,”“not really, i just want to make sure you’re not hiding anything in there,” i said, as my nose grew,. Felicity left for Scotland, where she would begin filming the dramatisation of a classic Victorian novel, but for me it was back to school. Miss Henderson resumed taking our class for English lessons, and I still thought she was wonderful – but now I was contemplating her in quite a new way. During the first couple of weeks of the new term, I had unobtrusively followed Miss Henderson after school, shadowing a different bit of her journey each time, as she took a bus across town and then. She was obviously not dressed up in Fancy Dress for the party but I asked if she was going to Helen's and was waiting for the rest of the people? She said no and that she had been sitting with her girlfriends across the bar, had seen me sitting on my own and had come across to talk. I looked across and there where about 10 girls looking to see what was going on. Sam said to me rather than sit on my own why did I not come and join her and her friends and have a drink with them. 20 minutes had. Wtf is she doing I thought. Stop I don’t wanna do this! Not with you or any female! Especially you! How can you think this is right?Listen you little bitch you fuck my man all week. Now I want you to fuck me! I’ve given you everything you ever wanted! I made you!She yelled. I felt my cock slide in her pussy. You like that don’t you? She smiled I just sat there disgusted. She rode my tiny 4” piss boner. I wasn’t at turner on, wasn’t excited I just had to piss really bad. Somehow she orgasmed..