Fucked
It was a ‘no-kickers under my skirt’, type of day. Most of the student chicks wore trousers, but not in my secretary class; we wore skirts and looked smarter. Shoes not trainers, we were smart and professional and considered ourselves a cliche above the others. The jokes were great too “does the secretary training include missionary?” “Do you have to bend over the desk?” well, not yet! I had sucked of two boys in my tutor group round the back, and would suck-off some more to fill my slut mouth with milky cum, for me to drink. The group tutor woman had smelt my breath and looked hard at me one time. …And this guy fingered me against a wall. That was another story , however the college jock knew all about it and showed …