"Indeed," Mrs. Ashton said, "well spotted, sir. Now please put it on." I'm not putting on a skirt," I said. "What's going on here?" Madam was quite cl...ear on what she would like for you, sir," she replied. "Julie won't like me to wear skirts, come on!" I protested.Mrs. Ashton drew a deep breath, then began so speak quietly, but resolutely."While you are by all means free to call your wife however you deemappropriate, in my place of business I will thank you to refer to madam withthe proper. It was Friday when Angelia caught up with me at school asking me for a ride home ,”I do owe you something “she said. We still had the rest of the day before school let out so I told her yes. All day long it seemed like I was trying to hide my hard-on from my classmates.I tried not to think about her but that wasn’t easy when I saw her name written on the bathroom stall. “For a good bJ call Angelia Pe****e “ someone also wrote her phone number. I began to wonder just how many cocks she had. This was a big hit with all the guys. I got in my three fuck position and the old crew climbed on board. I was in my usual "apeshit" pleasure mode as they fucked me and the three newcomers really got aroused as we went at it. After the first three men came the next three quickly took their place and put me back in heaven.I continued to see John three or four days a week and most of the time we were alone. I found that I was almost falling in love with John although we both knew we would never. Said you c-could touch?" Hermione panted beaming up at Fred, her cheeks were red but she made no attempts to take his hand away, no she looked like she was enjoying it while she made her nimble fingers dance up and down his shaft, a little tighter, a little harder, faster and slower.Her touch was amazing, it was beyond anything he had ever felt, the way her fingers lightest dance over his sensitive skin made him buckle and shake as it sent jolt after jolt of pleasure from every inch of his.