Carefully, he slips his middle finger between the pink folds of skin, his progress made easy be my natural lubrication, and I gasp as I feel him enter... my tight vagina. My muscles contract involuntarily around his finger, with a tight grip. “Relax,” he whispers, soothingly. I lean my head back against the shelter wall again, and close my eyes, as the stranger fingers a nineteen year old student’s wet pussy. Slowly he pushes in deeper and I find my hips rising up to meet him, his curious finger. " I just made bad choices," I said. "I always have." So, do you have someone?" she asked. "A partner?" Speaking of bad choices...," Lauren said.I ignored her. "I have a boyfriend," I said."Who is an ass," Lauren said."You don't know him like I do." Thank God."Olivia grinned. "Do you clean his apartment?" No," I said. "His wife does." Oooh," Olivia said."Yeah," I said. "But I clean other apartments. I'm the cliche you talkedabout. I even have a maid's uniform. Two of them." I told you I was. It was as smooth as the rest of her body, and she began to groan and gasp as I licked her juicy clit, teasing it with the tip of my tongue before sliding it inside her.“Oooh yeah, that’s good,” she moaned, placing her legs over my shoulders and forcing me even deeper inside, her hands pushing down on my head. I plunged my tongue into her, lapping up her juices, and continued lashing away at her till she reached an orgasm, cumming hard as I continued to eat her out.“Fuck, ohhhh fuck!” she cried. "Miss?" John madeone final effort to plead his case, but the Headmistress would hearnone of it."Tomorrow morning, Miss Bianca. Seven thirty."John walked through the office, past the secretary and out to the frontentrance where there was a town car waiting. He hurried to it,surprised that Oscar had not gotten out to open the door for him, butwhen he opened the door, Oscar was not driving. It was a young, Asianman who looked up from his phone as John dropped onto the seat.The driver glanced up.