" She pulled even closer, looking up at me with her beautiful eyes, her breasts just faintly resting against my chest. "And I think we just might have...the answer to each other's problem."I couldn't say a word. My heart was caught in my throat. She reached down, her small hand disappearing into my jeans, and pulled out my throbbing hard cock. She stroked it slowly, her lips mere inches from mine. "I know how much you love my ass," she breathed. "You don't know how many times I've caught you. Linda was happy simply to serve.The girl had been brought to the Penthouse by her English teacher, a devastatingly beautiful woman named Maura with auburn hair, full red lips and a tight, toned body. The teacher herself looked to be barely out of college. In her previous life, Linda would have been appalled by what she would have perceived as the teacher's abuse of power, her breach of trust. Linda knew better now; she knew the teacher was fulfilling her true mission now.Maura had been holding. I had no desire to understand what the well-dressed octogenarian was wearing under her knitted twinset these days. Still, they packed a bag, found the housekeeping purse to stop at Pringles Supermarket on the way back (this was before Tesco built their mega-super-hyper mart and hoovered up all the trade in West Wales).On the narrow, single track, I prayed that I wouldn’t meet anyone. Then we were on the open road! I concentrated on not crashing the gears, I finally got the double de-clutching!. She told me she didn't want to let you inside her. That's a step too far for her. But she's prepared to give you tips, and tell you how to excite and satisfy a woman. Tell you what – Jim why don't you come over one night? I know Joanne would be glad to see you, and who knows, maybe she'll want to demonstrate love making for Chris. After fucking your mother tonight and what you've done for Chris, I think it's only fair you get a chance to fuck Chris's mother." I'd love to John. I remember Joanne.