JLo murmured in pleasure again as the tip of my cock wedged into her ass. She cooed as the next few thrusts drove it halfway into where we wanted it. ...Ahhhh. Ooooo. God, that feels good," she told me as, with a few more strokes, my cock was all the way in her marvelous ass. As I backed out of her and drove all the way back in again, she moaned in pleasure and her body squirmed on top of the bed. She moaned even louder as my cock plunged in and out a few more times but then she stopped me. "I. Not far from Tate Modern and the Globe Theatre, it was a short walk from Borough Market and the City itself.I got to the sixth floor and the restaurant. Daphne was already there. As I walked in she was chewing on a mouthful of food that had her face stuffed as well as the gags that we use in the Prep Centre. She barely paused in her eating and waved me across to join her. The remains of a rump steak, half a pile of chips, a smear of pepper sauce and an untouched portion of vegetables decorated. In the meantime, I'll listen to this tape as your mother requested and then I'll let you know."With that, we ended the evening and I went back to the apartment to think and to listen to the tape. I wondered what she had put on it or what it was that I was supposed to listen to until the end. I know that I didn't have the strength to listen to their afternoon in the hotel room all the way through. All I did remember was getting sick to my stomach as I listened to as much as I could stand. I. As the door opened, A awkwardly limping Mrs M walked in, followed by the principal's wild dog Mrs G. I smiled cheekily to myself as I exchanged stares with Mrs M. I could see stainson her skirt. "James! Mrs G would like to speak with you in her office."I stood up and followed her. I looked down at her ass and could see the curves. Not going to lie. Even though she was fifty years old she was mighty fine. We sat on a chair in her office and she sat on her executive leather chair. "Now James. I.