"So, priestess... ?" High Priestess Weller" she sneered." ... Weller, as you know we men are unthinking brutes, slaves to our urges." I could almost s...e the agreement in her eyes. "The priestess Sophie will be a harsh temptation on our travel. If I accept the job, then I must insist that in order to reduce my filthy urges, you provide me with sex."She gasped again, mouth opening and shutting like a fish out of water.As if I just realised what I said I covered my mouth and widened my eyes, doing. Angie wasted no time as she took him into the bedroom, and he was told to prepare himself, while Angie divested herself of her few scanty clothes. She told him to lay on the bed and he felt his cock rising as she gently stroked his legs, and started playing with his cock. Quickly she drew him close for a long passionate kiss. Angie reveled in the warmth of his lovely sexy male body, and her fingers gently fondled his cock as she started to think about the delights to come...She loved the first. Not only was her fantasy playing out, someone knew. It made it even better. She knew it was a fantasy, because she could see her reflection in the train window, her skirt was there, looking exactly as it should.DarknessHe was pounding her now, his cock pulling back until only the head was inside, before thrusting hard and deep into her. She could feel the heat, feel every ridge and vein on him as he stroked into her, feel his hands on her hips as he pulled her back to meet his thrusts. Each. Mrs. Winston didn’t say a word as she put her hand on his face and responded with a kiss on his lips. William felt the pressure of her mouth open his and then her tongue touched his and a warm sensation flooded his entire body. Oh, William had kissed lots of girls, he’d even been involved in some seriously heavy petting with a few. However, this was so very different. She was older than him. She was married, well, divorced. And she was his teacher. {This isn’t right, William.} But at that.