She tried to see his eyes but all she could see was his mouth. She wondered what it would be like to kiss that mouth and to have his tongue trailing d...wn her throat. She licked her dry lips and tried to form words but when she opened her mouth to speak, only a squeaking sound came out."Damn," he said slowly. "You're in bad shape. You should go home." No!" she stated emphatically. "That's the last place I want to be. I hate my home. I hate my family. I hate my job and I hate my life." The words. Funny how things change over time.... Slowly an idea formed for 'story-book' that I wanted to shoot. I discussed it with mom that night. I told her I wanted to do a shoot with her dressed as a sexy teacher.She reminded me we had already done a 'Teacher' shoot. Sure, showing your knickers, while standing next to a globe, with a cap and gown on does get the message across, but we could do it better I told her.I pointed out that every Saturday the school is open for sports events, but the. When her hands ran through my hair I knew I had hit her pleasure spot just right. Reaching up I played with her tits. Finally when she moaned ‘Fuck me!’ I got on top of her and pushed inside of her.’ ‘Did you think of me? At work? Ever!’ she panted. I grunted yes, I had always liked to watch her but thought her unattainable, she seemed to only care about her career. While inside of her she had me roll over so she was on top of me, telling me she wanted to do her fair share of the work, so I. Eileen had a sudden desire to summon him back and ask him upstairs. But no, the evening was still young and there were so many others to choose from. The rooms at the top of the stairs cost $500 per hour, not counting a tip for the chosen escort. But, damn, he had buns to die for. Maybe later...Half an hour later they were upstairs in the small room. Jason was lying on the narrow bed, facedown. He still wore his mask, but nothing else. From the crack of his hind cheeks there protruded a slim.