It was a full flowing dress, not one of those that were so tight that I could not walk; one that was easy to dance in for any kind of dance.It was V c...t in the front below my boobs so no bra; I had no boobs to begin with. Boobs are fat and with all the exercise I did they were barely a small C cup, but even with my age they were still high and tight.The dress had deep V cut in the back to just above my waist. There was a fancy tie across the upper back to make sure it stayed in place. A pair of. My lips continued downwards, feeling every ridge and curve on his big hard rod. It tasted different. Not bad, just different. My lips were about half way down his shaft when the end of his dick started running out of room. Oh I wanted this so badly. I sucked his cock so hard, running my tongue all over it and bobbing up and down, taking his meat in and out of my mouth, pumping it hard like a machine, making him face-fuck me.Edd gasped and panted as my head bobbed up and down the length of his. I gotta admit, I don't think I ever got a BJ that good in mylife. With one final thrust I started to spasm and unloaded a legendaryload down my highschool teachers throat. He didn't miss a step. Heswallowed evry drop and continued to pump my cock until it was completelyempty. As he finally let my cock slide out of his mouth he got up off hisknees and thanked me for a good time, never taking the time to see my face.I replied No Thank Yo Motherfucker! The next day came and as usual I was late. She instructed me to strip naked and handed me a white linen housecoat. She was wearing her usual silk robe. A phone buzzed and Candy answered it. It was the front desk telling her that her client was here. She instructed me to sit in the chair and wait as she slipped out the door. A few moments she was back, followed by Marcus. He was a tall athletic black dude, very good looking. Very Familiar as well. After a few seconds I recognized him. He was a professional athlete in our city. Candy.