We got to her room and started to drink when she said she needed the toilet and off she went, a moment later she came out of the bathroom and stood th...re in just her top and pants I looked and she said 'well I am off to bed soon so may as well keep them off, and came and sat next to me on the bed, she is 60 but for her age nice figure and lovely tits. as we drank I said I needed the toilet and went for a pee to which she followed me to the bathroom and as I opened my fly and got my cock out she. Are you thirsty?” “yeah just a little bit. Do we have anymore orange juice left?” She went to check for me then came back a few moments later and said “Dad this is the last of the orange juice.” She handed me the cup of OJ I wasn’t really that thirsty but I drunk it anyway. Halfway in to my drink I could start to smell how much I reek. I decided to take a nice hot shower. While taking my shower my head started to feel fuzzy again and it felt like mind was drifting off. I got out thinking maybe. We were public, we were visible, and we were clearly not jumping each others' bones, at least where the rest of school knew.So, did that answer why? Probably not. People don't want answers, they want guilt trips. They want tormented self-confessions. They want their own experiences to be validated.I can't help it. I found sex to be fun, even before I knew I was orgasmic, or, better, multi-orgasmic. A girl can come and come, and come again. That happened that first weekend with Eric. Actually,. If you do this you will reduce our debt to Benson, and maybe, maybe we will get our fucking lives back. If you don’t do this and fuck it up, I will drive you insane in chastity with tease and denial and then I will castrate you so that you can never get release. So you choose right now which way you want it to be!”I spread my legs a little further. I watched through the headset as Benson stands between my legs. My mistress lifts my legs one at a time and pulls pink stockings up my legs; she.