I was instantly conscious of my dress among all these people in business suits. My husband came towards me smiling."What a nice surprise. I wasn't exp...ecting you." he said. Then turning to everyone he said "You all know Pauline, don't you." They all said hello. By now I could feel my face burning from my embarrassment."That's all for today." He said to everyone. People got up to leave. Most came over to say hello and get a closer look at my breasts. When everyone had gone I turned towards. I use to sit at the front of the class as I was a bit of a bookworm backing that up with the glasses that I wore. The one day I decide to sit there in my school uniform of a white blouse, grey pleated skirt and black socks looking very un-ladylike with legs open showing my knickers to sir if he wanted to see them. I caught him looking down there and hoped he liked what he saw. I did this for a couple of lessons and was then told by sir that I was to stay behind after school which was a first. He pushed in four or five times until he was past my ring, and I said ok man give it to me. He said "what?" I said fuck me!!! And boy did he ever. He started shoving that big black cock in and out of my white ass pussy so hard he had me squealing in pleasure. This was by the far the best fuck I have had, and I have had some awesome fucks. He was fucking me so hard and so deep, yet I kept pleading fuck me harder...deeper...take my ass...pound my ass baby...own it.He said you are one cock. O'Malley owned the ballerina Vivienne Morentzy. She had been one of his pole dancers until I went to see him and persuaded him to lease her to the ballet company. I would have to make a point of attending the auction of his properties. I had fucked Vivienne on several occasions and I sure wouldn't mind owning her!Moreover this was yet another example, along with Robert Dexter's loss of citizenship, that there was no permanent upper caste in Capitallia. Rather the citizen class was constantly.