Tony had told her that there were only about one hundred students in the high school. Diana was used to a school where they had at least a thousand. N...w she was enjoying the sound of the precipitation. Diana would often go for walks in the rain. Hearing the drops beating against her umbrella was soothing to her. And she didn't mind getting wet. As long as she didn't get too cold. She did hate that. She was always the one most bundled up when outside. Tony said it got really cold here in winter. Martin knelt on the end of the bed between my legs and positioned himself on top of me. He lowered himself down onto my chest and gradually brought his hips up pushing the tip of his cock into my wet hole. He paused as he slowly slid it in savouring every moment. I watched his face as he concentrated, trying to stop himself coming too quickly. He was fully in and it felt wonderful.“What’s it like to have your hard cock stuck up to your balls in your mum’s best friend’s pussy then?” I whispered. We were brought into the dining room and were taken to our seats. The room we were sitting in had cherry wood paneling with marble floors. A few of the windows were oval style. There were mirrors that appeared like pictures in the room, which made the room look much bigger than it actually was. Once we sat down, our waiter came and Mark ordered some wine for us. I really didn’t look eighteen and was able to have some wine. They didn’t even ask me how old I was. Mark looked over the menu and. He took the baster and inserted the head of it in me and slowly squeezed the bulb. I could feel the wetness almost a little like an enema but instead of water I was being filled with cum. He pulled the baster out and immediately followed with his dick. he was pumping me and I was leaking semen the whole time as my hole was so full. He said you know you are my whore now and you will do this and more anytime I ask u right> I nodded yes as I felt his cock get extra hard, it didn't last long. he.