With neither of us having sex with our own spouses, some weeks we would take just a ten-minute break so he could have it again.They only downfall from...his pure enjoyment and excitement over feeling his cock buried in my pussy; he never lasted more than ten minutes. His average time was three minutes. While this may sound tragic to some, it was something I managed to deal with because I had gotten what I wanted; to feel his cum inside of me. It was especially thrilling on those days we snuck. One was a brunette with tits even bigger than mine. She carried herself with such confidence as she bent down, collecting her discarded clothing and the dollar bills strewn on stage. One bold man tucked his bill beneath her breast, lifting the mound up and letting gravity hold the dollar in place.I never wanted to leave. Daddy knew I was such a wanton harlot. And this is clearly where women like me belonged.Daddy reached a door marked “Employee's Only” and opened it. It led to a short hallway.. I ask whether you could use some new lingerie and you playfully say that I just want to see you try out different lingerie sets. I laugh and say that a single man of my age rarely goes into these kinds of shops but that I would love to help you find something you like. As we enter the store you throw your head back and giggle, telling me you hope I’m carrying lots of money. A redheaded saleswoman in her late 30s smiles and nods as we walk through the aisles filled with wonderful tantalizing. Couple months into class I found myself daydreaming about me and my teacher having private lessons. After about 10 minutes of that, I guess the bell rang and everyone was gone but me and him. I could feel my face turn beet red, burning up from embarrassment jumped up and ran out leaving my books still there. Next day in class all he did was watch me even winked at me a couple of times made me blush and I guess he liked that. A week later he asked me to stay after so he could speak to me.