He run his hands over my bottom which sent him crazy as my arse is really naturally smooth. He kneeled by my head and put his pierced dick in my mouth.... I didnt want to stop. I wanted sex with him. His balls i massaged and his pubes were all in my face. He told me I was a good cocksucker. He was in charge to be honest i did what i was told. He lay on his back and asked me to sit on his face. He spread my cheeks and started rimming my ass which felt amazing and nearly made me cum. We were in a 69. The very tight white shirt and short black skirt, which I am sure you remember from the first episode.It was obvious that I could not start from home dressed like that, my mom, my family, my neighbors would literally kill me. I am not even kidding. So I started from home wearing a simple salwar kameez. I gave some lame reason that wearing formals from home wasn’t very comfortable due to the traveling.The intention was to get to college, sneak into a washroom, and change quickly so that no one. Get dressed..." I was intending to say, "and get your gun. I'll wait," but he opened the door, his body language indicating he wanted me to keep talking. I summarized, "Our property is being surveilled by a couple of guys in a panel van with high-tech equipment inside parked in a good position a couple of streets away from our front gate. In that little street between Goldfinch and Swallow Drives, whatever it's called." (It's a new, short street, and the signpost isn't visible from the street. But we were both too hungry to say anything.Until I was finished that was. “You are distracting in that outfit.”“Thanks,” she didn’t even blush.Crack.Crash!“Fuck.”“Serves you right. That will teach you to weigh four hundred and fifty pounds.”“Four-hundred-and-twenty-two,” I replied while laying on what used to be my dining room chair. Now splintered and broken.“I’m not helping your ass up.”I glanced under the table at her legs. Noticing that she shaved. A pink line amid the shadows winked at.