I was asked to visit a barrister in his chambers at one of London’s Inns of Court and was requested to attend as a sixth form schoolgirl. It was a c...ld foggy day in November and I wore a smart overcoat and outwardly at least looked like the businesswoman I thought of myself as. Underneath, however, I had more the look of a ‘St Trinian’s’ schoolgirl and this proved to be a serious error. My client was not impressed and told me that his tastes did not ‘run to the burlesque’ and that he had ‘no. I moved to lay down on the bed, my hand picking up my favourite toy from the bed side draw. With a turn on the end cap it started to buzz softly in my hand. While I moved it over my body, in my mind I could see his handsome face looking down at me. I plunged it into my sopping pussy and came almost immediately, my body jerking as my orgasm washed through me.I lay there my body limp from the orgasm and I heard Billy's footsteps pass by my half open door. My mind called out for him to enter and. Barbara was as wet as I was. With my other hand I started fingering myself. I had moved my legs out from under the desk so she could see what I was doing and I could see how much that turned her on. I slid my own skirt back so she could see my fingers rubbing my own clit, while with the other hand I rubbed her clit and fucked her pussy. I knew she couldn’t last much longer and sure enough I felt her cunt tighten over my fingers as she reached her climax; her sweet juices again gushing out over. ..you're so good at that..." she moaned.Tom. Bilson would remember that name, and he memorized the guy's face, trying anything to keep from looking at the demon with his mother's body getting fucked."My eyes are down here, Aaron. That's right...that's a good boy..."Damnit, Bilson realized, he couldn't look away anymore. His mother's eyes looked back at him as the newcomer fucked his mother's body. As he watched, her breasts began to sag again and the mother he remembered growing up with looked.