Samantha surprised the hell out of me when she said, “Tell you what! Anything you buy you can put in us or we will wear it for a picture!”Betty sa...d, “If you spend enough money we might even let you fuck us!”My mouth watered as I asked, “How much is enough?”Samantha said, “How about a hundred dollars and you get to fuck me!”Betty said, “Make it one fifty and you can fuck us both!”Luckily I had just cashed my monthly payroll check and I was loaded.First off I asked, “Where is your husband?”Betty. That was in itself strange because Ling usually did the organising herself. I was told that the movie plot involved a young woman who had come for a massage. I was to provide the massage and fuck her on the massage table.When I arrived at the studio, I found the place in darkness with just Ling's assistant Monica there to greet me."Change of venue" she explained as we walked out of the building and around the corner into another building. We took the lift to the 3rd floor where I found Ling and. " Oh, teacher" I said smiling. "That's what I've wanted to do every daywhile I've sat in your class showing you my panties. While I've been thinking about it, my panties have been getting wet. And when I leave your class, I have to go play with myself while I think about you." Now, that's being a naughty girl. You should have come up and let me play with you, instead." But I'm kind of shy, teacher. I thought you might not like me."Dan laughed. "Courtney, you are the cutest girl in my class. You. I never fuck for any other reason than that I’m horny.’ He laughs out loud. He’s actually quite cute when he laughs. It suits him better than bitterness. ‘Do you want to see the VIP-room?’ he asks. Ooh, the VIP-room! She’s almost childishly impressed with such things. ‘Yeah,’ she says. ‘I’d love to see the VIP-room.’ The VIP-room is rather small, very beautiful, and completely void of personality. There’s a huge table out of glass, resting on a frame of black iron. Each chair is made out the.