Dionnie was real. Very real! Helplessly, Jim pulled up bedside her and she slid seductively in.Dionnie was dressed in a short black vinyl skirt, fishn...t stockings, black patent leather five-inch heel knee high boots, and a tight red blouse that showed off her tits. She wore heavy make up. She laughed and said, "17! Honey, I am the same age as you, Jim. Ain't life a hoot!" What's happening to us?" Jim replied, almost in shock from talking with the body he'd been temporarily occupying."I don't. ‘I’m John.’ ‘John? … What are you?’ He laughed, ‘I get that a lot. I’m a man.’ ‘A, a, a, a man?’ ‘Yes. There are many of us around here. Well, not here necessarily. In the forests there are many men. There is a long story why we are not in the city any more which goes back a century, but in the present, the only way a women can get pregnant, even with all the amazing technology we have around us, is with a guy’s sperm. Your dominatrix has given written consent that she allows me to have sex. . with me sucking his penis... playing with his testicles and shoving my finger up his anus, waiting for him to spew his hot, sticky semen. I was sure he wanted me as much as I wanted him. I had a custom van, perfect for fucking in public places. ( I don't know how much cum I shot in the Walmart parking lot, let's just say "a lot'. I'll tell you about my " Walmart" fucking later) I asked him if he would like to check it out. He smiled and leaned back a bit, showing his bulge. Shit ! I. ” “And you want me anyway?” I replied, the surprise showing on my face. “That is precisely why we want you professor.” She answered, the smile broadening, as she spoke. “There is one other part of the job that I didn’t mention in my reply letter. Not only do we want you to teach these girls how to speak flawless English, but we want you to teach them all about sex.” My jaw dropped. “You want me to teach them English and to fuck them on the side?” “Not just fuck them, Professor. I want you.