The same cupboard she opened last night to find the manuscript in that had controlled her thoughts ever since, even during her sleep. she hurried to t...e cupboard and found the card where she had seen it before. The card read: ?Patsy York, management assistant XXX-cosmetics?, followed by telephone and fax-numbers, and email and normal address information. Could this Patsy be the mysterious ?DC? from the story she read? Would this Woman have her Teacher as a sexual slave and servant, and would. “We made a mess babe, I’ll get you cleaned up.” I got up and headed to the master bath for a towel and warm wet wash cloth. When I came back, the video was still playing and Mandy was watching the couple finish up their own passion.“Did you like the video babe?” She looked at me and said “I did. The fantasy is hot, but I’m not sure I could do that for real.”“I think it’s hot too. I’d like to try it if you ever wanted to. But don’t do it just for me. If you don’t think you’d enjoy it, there’s no. " Oh...months, maybe a year... since that time we went out for coffee last year...mmmhhh..." Her eyes were closed and she had an almost pained expression on her face as my fingers fondled her bare ass." So, do you masturbate at night and think about me?" I was really turned on by her confession. " Yes... oh yes,... I've wanted to fuck you for so long... almost every night, I pull a pillow tightly between my thighs and I imagine us together, your cock dangling in front of my face and then I suck. She felt the ooze seep inbetween her tight round and firm ass cheeks. The ooze covered her cleavage seeping inbetween her large ample tits."Welcome to my home Venessa." an eerily jolly voice said.She felt her top being lowered as the ooze covered her tits. She moaned softly feeling the ooze gingerly squeeze her nipples and squeezing every single nerve ending in her ample lucious tits. She felt the viscious material slide up her throat squeezing a bit as she felt something hard push between her.