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Next week he called and said come get your cum. I had never met him before so we made plans for me to come to the hospital at lunctime and meet him. I walked in and he was shocked on how hot I was. He said he thought I would be some trashy whore. I told him I am not trashy but I am a whore. I could tell he was getting hard in his scrubs and asked me to follow him. We went into the Custodians office and got the package out of the freezer. ‘you really going to sick all this cum in you’ he said with a grin. I told him of course I was going to but if he had a few min I wouldn’t mind a fresh one. He sat down on the couch and pulled out his scrubs down to his ankles, I got down in front of him and starting sucking him hard. He was moaning and telling me how good my mouth felt. It was a good 8in long and very thick so I was enjoying myself and could feel my pussy getting wet. I started taking off my panties and pulled my dress up so I could rub myself. Just then the door opened and in came. Lets go upstairs, then, he demanded, I want to fuck you on that smug twats bed! With that he grabbed my wrist, and pulled me towards the stairs. Whats he done wrong to upset you? I asked, puzzled. Youve seen the way he looks down his nose at me, havent you? he replied as we went upstairs two at a time, Which room? he asked, as he pushed the bathroom door. The end one. I panted, as he still held me by the wrist. Very nice! This looks comfortable, he smiled as he looked at my King-size four poster bed. Once inside we clung onto each other, kissing as if our lives depended on it. I wrapped my tiny arms around him as he lifted my skirt onto my hips, so that he could stroke and grope my arse as I ground my crotch into his hard cock. Breaking our kiss, he told me, Show me your tits! I stepped back and with one swipe threw my pink vest across the room. Oh God! Theyre fucking beautiful! he groaned as he fell to his knees. His tongue lashed across my nipples. Suckling on the teats of my 38DD.
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He said something like ‘It’s a go,’ to Davenport who escorted me out the door. One of the leggy chorus girls was there to escort me downstairs. Part of me felt betrayed, part of me felt helpless. All of me felt horny and it was hypnotizing watching this chorus girl walk in front of me down the stairs. I could have walked next to her, but I was enjoying the view too much. She brought me my coat. I walked across the lawn and through the copse, remembering the blowjob Simone had given me in the greenhouse. Had that really been earlier this evening? It felt like a long time ago. Then I began to think about the conversation that Deb and Cindy had. Obviously, Essence or ET must have been Simone’s undercover name. I was sure the ET stood for Endless Throat. I was less sure that I wanted to know about other events she’d done with Deb and Cindy. And, I surely didn’t want to know about ‘all the guys in her ass.’ The whole night had me on edge, but that last part, hearing about Simone’s.

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