I tentatively rolled back the hood and revealed the soft hardness of my clit. I massaged slowly and patiently. Breathing hard and staring at the ceili...ng, I felt the rising flood against my skin. My mind toyed with thoughts of Mr Renshaw. His barrel chest pushing against his tight shirts; two opened buttons revealing a tuft of auburn hair; the unmistakeable bulge in his corduroy trousers, at which I spent entire lessons staring and wondering. My fingers locked in a quickening spiral.I raised. It was an adult shop discretely showing its produce from the outside. Sue spotted the section displaying a variety of uniforms. As she began to look through the rails holding school uniforms the elderly owner came up to us. “Excuse me,” she said, “are you Paulo’s friend?”Sue nodded.“Paulo has asked me to assist you,” she informed before looking her up and down.She pulled out a blouse and skirt from the middle of the rail and handed them to her. “I think these will fit,” she told her. “There’s a. Meanwhile before he arrived, my girlfriend started dressing really slutty, with a red lipstick on, stockings and her low black leather dress her hair flowing and the ‘horniness’ and the ‘desperateness’ on her face really showing how bad she wanted a new dick ramming her.I was quite turned on by the idea and couldn’t believe that it was actually gonna happen. The doorbell rings and here is our guy dressed neatly, having a chiseled look entering inside giving out the fragrance of some strong. Etc.The main door opens. I glance and see a man walking in. Sex is on my mind.“Come down from there, boy!”I recognise the voice. Turning to have a better look at the man, I realise it’s the same one who complained about the milk. Here goes again — dealing with difficult customers. What a bore!“I said. Come down.”The nerve this guy has! He speaks like he’s the boss of me. I glare at him with the most unimpressed face I can muster, but then I step down off the counter. Heaven is standing there,.