Then I asked a couple of the staff that I knew quite well if they seen Anna that day, they told me that they hadn’t. Giving up I made for home, wher...e I got the biggest shock of my life. Entering the house I immediately knew something wasn’t kosher. The house was cold so Anna hadn’t turned the heating on that afternoon, Anna only worked half days on Fridays and usually switched the heating the moment she got home. Anna was a cold stick, as they say. I called her name from the hall and received. As she typed on her phone, I was checking her out. She wore a short skirt that rode high up her thighs and her cheerleader hoodie with a picture of a Viking ship on it. The name of our school team, Vikings, was emblazoned across her tits. Her short cinnamon colored hair was covered by the hood but when I could see it, it was cut short like Cersei on Game of Thrones. She had put on some make-up and wore a double strand black bead choker with matching earrings. Joyce was pretty. I’d never. .I stood up, he grinned maliciously. The worst part of being influenced by someone is knowing that person is influencing you, and not being able to resist, even knowing.While my eyes were fixed on the ground, I was taking my time and undressing slowly for him, first I took off my top, then my skirt, dropping them on the fluffy white carpet. Then I struggled like hell to take my bra off."C'mon, just take it off." He tried to help, but I started trembling. The drug did it's job last night, but. I laid back and closed my eyes as I felt his cock find my pussy. He rubbed it up and down in my pussylips before he finally slipped it inside of my grateful pussy. I must have been the first white girl he had ever been with because he fucked me hard for about one minute before he was groaning and shooting his spunk inside my cunt to mingle with Jamaal’s spunk. I loved it. All I remember is that the men were older, much older than Jamaal. They all seemed like wild tribesmen, so they must have.