”“Okay.” She slowly walked towards the room. The mechanic could not help but keep his eyes locked on her ass, which was covered by a tight pair ...of black jeans.Nina sat down and played with her phone while her car was being repaired. She would occasionally look over to see how things were going, but she trusted the mechanic enough not to worry. She would also occasionally look over at the man. Even though she was in a relationship, she knew that he was good looking and, in her mind, there was no. “For tonight, you may call me Keith. That is not my name, nor is this my car although the driver is my man to put it simply. Do you want to get out, or go to London?” I looked at him, then at the driver's face waiting below the open door. “I'll go to London, Keith,” I said. With that, the driver slammed the door shut and Keith stepped into a sunken well between the seats. With ease he removed his suit jacket, shirt and tie tack, then slipped out of his shoes and pants. He was not wearing. Then he stepped back, swish, swish, swish, three fast strokes criss crossed my bum. I hardly had time to react before I heard him pulling off his t shirt. As I stood up he slid down his underpants releasing his magnificent thick cock. We were both ready and he lay me down on the rug before pushing his rigid cock so far into me that I gasped. He was so aroused and so was I. How he kept from coming for so long I’ll never know but a few minutes later I had the most amazing orgasm and was still. "Listen Tammy, I don't want you drinking anymore, okay? Those boys were looking up your dress when you were upside down," she lectured the young girl.Tammy's half-lidded eyes opened and she smiled. "Okay, teach-I mean Ms. Thomp-" Hisss!" interrupted the teacher. "Don't call me that! You mustn't call me that here!" She would lose her job if someone knew a teacher was cavorting around a frat party."Sure thing Barbi. Is that Tamika over there?" Tammy asked.Barbara looked over and was shocked to.