“Mr Schneider, please…” I pleaded weakly. I nipped downstairs and out the front door. Sex desi “Dinner will be in 15 minutes.” She shouted after me. He sneered down in lust as I felt his hands move up and down the material of my tights. But oddly, I felt flattered, and a little excited. Before I knew it, I had my hands round the shaft of his cock and was stroking it gently. “Ladies first.” He said. He shifted his gaze to look me in the eyes, seemingly unfazed at being caught. I tried to run upstairs before my mum could see me. “If only your boyfriend could see you now slavering over my cock.”
I would have expected such a comment to fill me with shame or guilt.
