“Actually, I came to see if you needed any jobs doing. For bob-a-job week. Or maybe you’d like some cookies?”I held out the Tupperware box. She ...looked down, confused, then back at me. She looked round the lane again and beckoned me inside. I followed her down the hall to the lounge, my eyes on her tight ass, where she sat on the sofa, crossing her legs, her robe falling open. Now I saw properly what she wore: a red basque, slutty red fishnets, red spiked heels - and no panties. Mrs Robertson. During my 12Th I always used to bunk classes and go to pubs movies roads trips etc. with girls from my college. I always was trying my luck to get a good fuck but all in vain and I kept trying so much.I missed out most of my classes and had low attendance and scored poorly in my test and exams. It was the day of my final practical exams for chemistry and I was unprepared and was very nervous. I hoped our invigilator would be a lame teacher who would let us copy or not bother when we did copy.. I have been such a naughty girl. Actually Terry calls me a “good girl.” Giggle. He said he likes good girls like me. He told me to open my legs as wide as I could and show him my pussy. It was very embarrassing at first but I did it for him. That is when he said, “Lovely, lovely, you are such a good girl Louise. You have such a sweet little twat. Now let me have a look at your cute little clit.” Men can be so crude with their words. He said my clit was the cutest little thing he had ever seen.. Her head bouncing on the ground a little while her throat was still held tightly by Tyler. Alex made a slight plea for mercy. Tyler used his free hand and slammed it down into her diaphragm, knocking the wind out of her. Alex starts to gasp for air. “Fucking don’t talk bitch”, Tyler yelled at her. Then his free hand starts to undo the belt he wore. He was the first to start stripping, but the last to get his pants off due to the belt. Alex could see how each one was now fully exposed. A range.