This was her tenure year at the quaint southern high school in which she taught. Most school systems only took three years, hers took five. They were ... nice school with some of the best test scores and well behaved schools.Leah had taught her first year in an inner city school and came home crying nearly every night. It wasn't anything like her internship teaching which had been in a nice county school. The inner city was brutal. And scary. Leah had wanted to reach out and touch the lives of. We’re supposed to be brides of Christ, but we’ve been very naughty, very unfaithful,” one of the sisters told me as I thrust some more inside her gooey cunt.“A husband who doesn’t fuck you and doesn’t even pay your bills? Doesn’t sound like much of a hubby to me. Will Christ fix your roof or even call the plumber? I think not. Yeah, leave the damn order and move in with me, but that’s hardly the end of what I want from you. You’ll see soon enough, sugar plums,” I smacked Sister Agnes’s bottom. You bet. Darrin, would you fuck me? Darrin had been waiting for his chance to take Keri to bed but did not want to push things and scare her off. He took her by the hand and led her to his bedroom. For the next forty minutes they made gentle passionate love in his bed. Darrin had noticed black and blue marks all over her body, especially big ones were covering her tits so he was very careful not to cause her any pain. After he had finally filled her with his cum, she slid down and opened her. " " Men would pay a lot to be with you."Then he quotes a tempting amount of money for not a lot of work. The part that both scares and excites me is that just the suggestion of playing a prostitute for a night activates that part of my fantasy mind that all to easily crosses the line but so far I haven't. I do admit that when I'm masturbating in the picture window I fantasize about what it would be like having sex with multiple strangers on my one night in Amsterdam.So after dancing and posing.