Life wasn't great. I allowed myself to be consumed by things to distract me from the reality of life. I started fantasising about my landlady I knew. ...he had a few miles on the clock, but the more I saw her the more I wanted to see of her. I would regularly get asked by her to perform some menial tasks. I was of the opinion that she was getting her jolly's from watching me stretch and lift things for her. It made me happy that I could make her feel this way. I started to invent reasons to go to. I slid into my beautiful duplicate Miss Yomiko’s ass from behind and she slowly dropped down to the top of the bedspread unable to take my long demanding cock for too long in an “on all fours” position.It was somewhat of a surprise to have Miss Yomiko number two climb on top of me and cover my entire spine with her long yielding body and actually insert her fingers into my trembling prostate from behind to make me hump Miss Yomiko number one with all the vigor I could muster considering the. He seemed like a happy soul and appeared to take an immediate liking to me. This put me at my ease straight away.?Come on then young man, climb aboard. Let’s take you for a little ride.? With that he climbed up into his lorry and started it up.I quickly followed and sat next to him in the cab. We seemed to have driven for quite a long time; it must have been at least 5 or 6 miles to the tank farm! I was amazed at what I saw when we got there. The huge tanks just seemed to go on for miles and. It says that, given the situation,maybe people would have done the same."That seemed to take care of that issue, which was obviously distressingTeresa more than the actual act of being sucked by me.For the next few days, we tried to put the incident behind us. However, bythe third morning, it was obvious that neither of us could concentrate onstudying; we only had thoughts about the incident - and each other - anduntil these were resolved, the teaching aspect would not work.With tears in her.