I tried to pay attention, but however much the voices soared and rang out, they could not match the noise and soaring within by own body. I could hear...nothing but the sound of my blood coursing through my veins, and my heart pounding.After what seamed like an eternity the concert ended.“Did you enjoy that?” he politely enquired as we returned to the car.“Yes, was great,” I replied.I had no idea if it was any good or not, I hadn’t heard a thing! All I could remember was the feel of his hot hard. As I entered, I said hello and immediately asked if I could use the bathroom to finish getting ready. I locked the door as I entered, and stripped out of my normal clothes (I didn't have the confidence to go out fully dressed yet), and begun to slip into my naughty school girl outfit I had bought as a surprise. I pulled on the white lacy thong slowly, feeling the soft material move up my leg, before putting on the little plaid skirt. I pushed my toes into the long white socks/stockings and. Every once in awhile she would pulls off his cock, talking dirty about how big his cock was and how much it's gonna fill her pussy up. Then sucking it again taking in as much as possible. In no time his cock get real thick, ready to explode, my lady sits back, squeezing her big titties together and tells the guys to shot his load all over her. He strokes his cock a couple time and lays the head between her cleavage letting go his first load on her titties. She grabs his cock, quickly gets under. “Was that the end?” Dr. Heard broke my trance-like concentration and brought me back to his office. “Well, for that night it was. He made me shower off and probed me a few more times before he put me in bed and warned me to not tell anyone out secret. He told me to not be ashamed and to not be afraid, but as I lay awake in bed I was embarrassed, degraded, and afraid. The only way to get to sl**p was by masturbating myself a few more times. I came some more thinking about the way I looked while.
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