She pondered for a second and then asked me if the back of my van was ok. I, excitedly, said yes. I hadn’t had sex in a vehicle in a few years and i...drove a cargo van so there were no windows and lots of room. We drove about 5 minutes to a secluded place near a beach. I would have taken her to the beach but it was heavily watched during the day. I could tell she was getting horny and she was starring at my now bulging rock hard cock still in my pants. I asked her if she was wet, i wanted to. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, and I didn’t want to settle for a job flipping burgers for a minimum wage until retirement. My Father was an unhappy, ruthless capitalist, ignoring all ethical boundaries in order to make his wallet as fat as possible, and to make sure my family and I had all the luxuries we wanted while growing up. As much as I didn’t want to become like him, I understood the value of money. But unlike him, I also knew the importance of a rich life in other areas. We are two students who have the utmost fondness for our... teacher. We sense in you a need, and we wish to fulfill that need for you, but we need your permission. That is what we are requesting."Me? I have a need?Let's face it. I had two gorgeous girls willing to call me Master, who would do anything that I asked. What was there to need?The faces of the girls were serious. I realized that when I visit their minds, probably a part of my own mind was being shared with them. Did they notice. As Farida snuggled beneath the feather duvet, a small feeling of inner peace glimmered inside her and she drifted off to sleep. Anderson lay for a while in the dark, his eyes adjusting as the lamplight from outside sneaked through a tiny gap in the bedroom curtains. He enjoyed the sound of Farida’s soft breathing floating around the room whilst his mind was ticking over. What was next for them? He quite fancied seeing Farida dressed up in some slutty gear. He particularly liked stuff that left.