“Look David; lots of men have fetishes; your father used to like to shag me in my stockings and high-heels. Aunty Betty tells me your uncle Jack lik...s to shag her while he wears her knickers! But you can’t use me to play out your sexual fantasies ok?” Michele said tenderly, not wanting to upset her son further.“And all the teachers suck except for Miss Jones!” David blurted out.“Carolyn Jones! My god David; she’s got to be my age……………oh!” it suddenly dawned on Michele why her son liked Miss. It was surreal. She had the tightest pussy I’d ever had. It was probably partly due to the fact she was in such phenomenal shape. She was an expert at using her muscles to milk me, her pussy clamping snugly onto my cock. I would have loved to stay inside her all day long. As my cock softened and fell out of her warm cavern she turned and knelt down before me. “We’re playing beat the clock here but I need you in my mouth again. You are so fucking hot, so fucking tasty!” Immediately my cock was. "I see, I see.... not get many special ones then?" she asked, the manlooked puzzled "oh you know transvestites" she added."TRANNIES! no never done one, never want to either, hate them they need abelting if you ask me" he growled"Just wondered..... oh Tiffany wasn't there something you were going toask the man" Tara smiled coldly looking at me.My breath caught in my throat, oh god she wouldn't let on would she ?"...er... no can't remember anything" I managed to get out, my throatsuddenly feeling. "You have a Swedish name Allan. You'll be tuned in to the sounds. We'll check your theory," said Colin, "Funny thing memory."Once again it was Keith who came up with a new idea. "You said that Fanshaw had CCTV pics of the hotel and the railway booking office? Is it worth getting hold of them if Fanshaw's still got them? Allan might recognise her. The hotel in York may have her home address, they often keep registration details to send adverts to past patrons." Then why didn't the PI find it?".