Showing him her tits and pussy had pleased him and that had made her feel happy and excited, and yet when she was alone she became Misty again. Normal, quiet, dependable Misty. Why did she find it so important to please him? Why was his approval so important to her? She couldn`t answer blowjob those questions, but she knew that what she had done so far was just the start, and she felt an almost unbearable desire to take things a step further. After her usual bath, Misty slipped into her white terry bathrobe, and opened her door, carefully putting it on the latch. Barefoot, she tiptoed down the staircase, and stood before Peter Hopkins front door. Misty looked quickly left and right, realising with relief that she couldn`t be seen from either the road or the surrounding houses. From where she stood in the almost total darkness, she was completely hidden. She pulled the blonde belt loose from around her waist and, with a deep breath, let the gown fall to the floor. Misty stood there completely naked. She could feel the warm summer breeze gently caressing her skin, as she cupped her full breasts teasing her large nipples into full erection. She knew that if anyone came up the path now, there would be nowhere for her to hide, but that only added to her excitement. She ran a delicate finger across Hopkin`s doorbell button, giving head feeling the slight resistance as she pushed against it. If she pushed a little more she knew that it would ring and then what? Would he pull her into his flat, throw her down and fuck her? Or would he seize one of shaved her tits and suck hard on the nipple while he finger fucked to orgasm? Or would he merely send her away? Misty mashed her tits hard against his door and moved sensuously against it, rubbing herself against the rough, flaky paintwork as she gently rubbed her throbbing clit. If the door opened now she would fall through it, but she didn`t think she could stop rubbing herself. This was the only way to get free, to stop these crazy irresistible urges that surged through her body. She orgasmed, pressed tightly against the door, her forefinger flashing between her legs as she sucked and bit down on her own distended nipple. She public was sated. She dressed and returned to her flat, where she slept soundly until the following morning. The last day of the school week. Determined to dress sensibly, Misty wore a dark pair of jeans and a light sweater. The thought of wearing panties was just too much, but she made sure to wear a bra and kept it securely fastened. Mr Hopkins was there to greet her on her return once more, and she was thrilled as he stared unashamedly at the huge mounds of her tits. I told him to come in. Holding up Onai's badge of rank, the hatch rapidly opened. He sucked hard as my public cock started pulsating my cum down his throat and with every deep suck I shot another load. Her grip suddenly intensified to crush me to her and again she bucked as another orgasm shook her. “Only if someone pulls them too hard.” I gasped and squeaked as the force of his thrust rammed my dildo deep into my Mommy's pussy. "Shit, I'm gonna cum!" He did not move. “A paralegal, you mean?” I lost it then and let out a scream like nothing I giving head had heard come out before and shot out of my seat to sprint like a madman for the furthest shaved door. “Cum with me baby.” The girls then talked and blonde planned for the river. I was walking as decently as I could with a full tummy.I had already lost the need to piss which I blowjob later on came to realize is a bad omen.