I was what all my teachers called a trouble maker, a rebel. This last time I “accidentally” blew-up our science lab, which unfortunately resulted ...in me being taken to the head masters to be expelled or so I thought. What he had in mine was to teach me a lesson I would never forget. He was one of two males in the whole school, and almost every female lusted over him. He was tall, about 6 foot 1 and had broad shoulders, muscled arms, with a tapered waist. He had shoulder length black hair, and. "My name is Sarah Winters. I won't ask your real name, under the circumstances." Thank you. I appreciate the courtesy. Were you hunting this specific person, or were you just looking to eliminate rapists?" I was after any rapist that I could find. My mother was raped and murdered on her way home from work one night just along this street. I went crazy when I found out about it and was discharged 'for the good of the Service.' Ever since then, I have been walking these streets looking for. She had ordered a pina colada and was sipping it through a straw. As I watched her closely as she sipped on it. She had a way, I don't think it was intentional, of sipping where her pointed tongue would be the first to meet the straw, followed by her juicy pink lips. The site of it was truly wonderful. With every sip I could feel the heat rise deep between my legs. My thoughts careened off into fantasy relishing the though of my swelling cock being the straw.As we walked to the car I opened the. She pulled his boxers off before telling him, ‘I want you,’ as she laid down pulling him beside her. He took her pants off and went back to kissing her. She stroked his thick cock while his hands explored her warm bare flesh. He moved one hand between her legs and began rubbing her very wet pussy. At first she backed away a little as she had not been touched by a man in so long. But she gave in, allowing his finger to slip inside of her. She started grinding his hand as he slipped a second.