A week after her first time with an old man, Viviana could not stop thinking about the time in the van with Mr Jones.
Her Pusey clenched at the thought of having his large veiny cock inside her again, just days before the event, Mr. Jones had spoken to her about wanting to have sex again with a willing young victim.
He had told her his wildest dream, of role playing a scene of abduction and heated sex in the back of his van. The thought of allowing the old man to fuck her was so over whelming she agreed to be part of his fantasy.
So the day before she had planned her outfit to his likening and went out with a couple girlfriends, not telling them about what was going to happen to her after they left.
When Viviana had seen Mr. Jones in the bookstore, her knickers instantly became wet with want. Her thighs clenched each time he looked at her.
Sitting on her bed, Viviana tried to focus on her assignment that was due in a week. But her mind kept in wondering back to the van and Mr. Jones. She could feel her Pussy leaking at the thought of seeing Mr. Jones again.
Standing up from her bed, Viviana stretched out her sore muscles and walked to the window, she slowly pulled it back and looked out to the next door window, which she knew belonged to Mr. Jones.
To her surprise, Mr. Jones was already looking out his window, and staring directly at her. Quickly shutting the curtains, Viviana ran back to her bed and shoved her face in the pillow.
The long shirt that belonged to Mr. Jones rose up and past her arse showing off her large round cheeks, that were covered in a small lace black thong. Viviana sat up and ran her fingers through her hair. Huffing she faced her laptop and began to type again.
After a couple hours of focusing on the essay, Viviana walked downstairs to the kitchen to grab something small to eat. As she was walking back upstairs, a light tapping sound came from the back door that lead to her pool.
Looking around confused, she quickly and quietly walked to the door and pulled back the blinds. Standing before her was none other than Mr. Jones in nothing but his swimming trunks.
He waved and smiled at her and mouthed to her to come outside.
"Hey, Mr. Jones. What can I help you with?" She had opened the door and leaned against it. Making sure to push out her large breasts. He grinned when he noticed it was his shirt from last week.
"Hi, Viviana. I was wondering if I could use your pool for a while, and since your parents aren't home was curious to see if you wanted to join me?"
He licked his lips and took a quick glance up and down her body, he could feel his cock start to grow hard in his swimming trunks.
Viviana bit her lip and giggled.
"Sure Mr. Jones, you can use the pool. I'll be right down in a bit, I just need to change." She went to turn around but her hand was grabbed by Mr. Jones.
"No need to change dear, I'm sure whatever you have on underneath will do just fine in the water." He pulled her closer and took a sniff at her neck.
Giggling she nodded.
"I guess it will be fine, not like anybody is here to see anyway." She hinted to him that she was totally alone in the house.
Walking out the back to the pool, Viviana started to unbutton the top, she made sure to turn away from his eyes, knowing it would drive him wild.