?Yes, Dionne ?? he said, outwardly conveying the calm, slightly bored, I’m-in-charge-here demeanour he deemed appropriate for a 53 year old teacher ...ddressing his 18 year old pupil. That was outwardly. Inwardly James was already on his knees, his thoughts crying ?yes, Mistress Dionne?.?Like, is you alright, sir ? You was like, day-dreaming an’ that?. James knew that Dionne was exaggerating the ‘street’ voice when talking to him. He knew she could speak perfectly reasonable English when she. Daniel felt John's finger tips began circling the walls of his rectal sheath as if were searching for something ...and then they found it ... his prostate.Daniel arched up and wailed at the incredible contact. His erection jerked as ripples of joy rushed from his prostate to the thick, sensitive gland."OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!"John's, fingers began a slow, soft massaging action motion over the sensitive tissues of the excited organ. Within 30 seconds small explosions of. I thought I caught Becky a couple of times noticing the obvious bulge in my shorts. It may have been my imagination or just wishful thinking. I have never thought women could get all that turned on visually, anyway. We showered that evening and had dinner and, like so many evenings before, settled in for a little television. Both of us rather tired, we went to bed at normal time with only two days left to complete the planting and ready the garden for the season before Becky had to. It’s extraordinary how fast you can go from the throes of ecstasy to being snapped back into reality. Suddenly aware of our audience outside, Mandy began to collect her clothes, and I watched her hectic reverse striptease. The excitement outside had died down, and by the time she had zipped up her skirt and stepped outside, the only voice I could hear was her friend Janice.“Well?”“Well, what?”“Is it true?” I listened intently, wondering what she would say.“It is,” she laughed, which I have to.