" It gave the name and number of a very exclusive girls' finishing school in the city. John had heard of these Swiss finishing schools - they were whe...e the ultra-rich sent their daughters after high school, where they would learn the skills a wealthy heiress would need in starting her adult life. Things like party planning, instructing staff, how to behave on a yacht, getting in and out of low-slung sports cars without showing their underwear, that kind of thing. "Might be interesting, he. One time I did that; I had just bent over to pick up a fork that fell on the floor and when I sat it on the table before I straightened up he came up behind me and pressed his really hard cock against my pussy. I got so turned on I had to clutch the nearby chair or I would have fallen over. “Do you see what you do to me lately?” he asked, grasping my hips and pulling me back firmly onto his cock. “Oh God,” I sighed, my head swimming with dirty thoughts and ravenous need. “Oh fuck...” . "Absolutely, oh yes, indeed I did know him, Chief Superintendent, and a Yorkshire man to boot. Well y'know what they say, you can always tell a Yorkshire man, you just can't tell him very much. And when he's a copper you can't tell him anything."Yes, I left him snoozin' after a big lunch, and plenty of Australian Cabernet Shiraz, followed by brandy, wake up with bad head I shouldn't wonder." Don't you believe it Squiffy," I said with feeling. "That brother-in-law of mine can drink me under the. I reached back there to make sure he had on a condom and he did so I totally relaxed and let him enter me.He went slowly at first and only going in a little at a time. Gradually he entered me fully and began pumping. The pumping was at a nice even pace that was working nicely for me and I am guessing for him too. Shockingly I felt a hand on my leg – it came through the hole on the side. I was so much enjoying what was happening to me that I did not try to move it away. Since I did not move it.