I greeted her and asked what she was still doing at school this late. She replied telling me that both her parents are tied up at work and can only fe...ch her after 5 30 that afternoon. Or she could walk home but that was about a 10 km walk.I told her that really sucks and then offered her a lift home. She said that would be lovely if I didn't mind and I told I don't mind at all and we made our way to my car. We hopped in and I slowly drove her home as we chatted. While chatting i glanced over. We wouldn't want her husband to know about the "extra" services she sells in her little shop.Time flies when you are dreaming about a beautiful woman, and Jennifer gets my attention by showing Mrs. Smith out and saying good-bye. She locks the door behind her, puts up the "Entry by appointment only" sign and turns to me.The look of lust in her eyes gets my blood pumping. "What can I do for you today Mr. Johnson?"I love that look. I smile devilishly, "Oh, I need a lot today. I need a hair cut up. She was a squirter, and as she came, she ejaculated all over banshee’s face. Everyone stood back, empty of fluids. banshee lay in a puddle, shuddering. “Stand,” I told her. She stood up, blinking piss out of her eyes. “Now you,” I ordered. She shook her head, perplexed. “I don’t understand, Master.” “Piss yourself,” I stated. Despite the humiliation of being unloaded on, of being assfucked and used like an animal in a room full of onlookers, this was an order that pushed the limits. Potty. An immense pleasure rocketed through her. Renoir's arms went under her thighs, and back around, securing her in that position. His tongue ran up her slit, gently probing the skin around her opening. He sucked some of the hymen along with her labia between his teeth. Chloe felt her body stir and as his mouth ravished her, her hips raised every time his tongue and mouth left her. His tongue slipped into her, feeling himself ache in desire. The hymen made it difficult to go much further, but.