This happened when I was starting high school. I have recently started to wear skin-tight jeans at that time. Those jeans are so tight that anyone can... see my ass with them. I always saw Mr.Paul staring at me whenever I was leaving for school. I thought that he was looking for someone. But after a few days, I realized he was looking at me, particularly my ass. Then one day I wore trousers.So he came near me and said, “How are you today, Arman?” I said, “I am fine.” He nodded and asked, “Why are. ? You refuse to turn your head to facemy pussy so I grab your hair twisting your head round and holding your hairtightly lower myself until I am sitting on your face so you cannot move, andcan barely breathe.? You now have nochoice but to do as I tell you.? Iremember from a long time ago that you are very good at licking pussy, and asyour tongue plays with my clitoris and you bite and suck me I become reallyexcited.? Occasionally I lift myself upslightly so that you can take deep breaths of air. Just relax.”Leaning forward his hard cock pressed against mine as his lips closed over mine, our tongues entwining as spreading my legs wider he pushed a second finger in my anus.Breaking our kiss he whispered ‘I want to fuck you.’Thrusting my tongue back in his mouth I pushed against his hand as finger fucked me with his two fingers but didn’t answer as I didn’t know what I wanted, to say or do. I was so turned on that part of me wanted to feel his cock in me and for him to fuck me but I was. Johnson." He beamed down at her."Good afternoon Charles ... how are you today?" Sylvie warmly greeted the attendant."Fine mam, just fine." He continued to smile as he nodded his head towards Sylvie. As an after-thought, he nodded at me, "Afternoon Sir!"I smiled at the portly door attendant, "Afternoon to you Charles."We rode the elevator up in silence and when we reached the top floor, we stepped out into a large lobby with recessed lighting and soft music playing in the background. There were.