‘Man, where’s the John Smith around here ay, I’m firsty.’ I got back to gazing into Victoria’s eyes, and right then and there we shared our ...weetest sourire yet. ‘My beautiful angel.’ 2 Victoria’s lipstick left a faint mark on the rim of the glass, and as I stood there staring at the pale red, a colour which shone neon in my eyes, I thought nothing other than the feel of her lips on my throbbing cock. I could still feel the pleasure linger from when she’d sucked it 10 minutes earlier in the. I asked a load of questions, some of which I can't remember, but I do remember a few."Are you a-" Yes I'm a teacher." How old-" I'm 25, a little older than you. Hold it, I'll stop you right there, you're going to ask how I got in this job at so young. I came here because I want to teach, but it's so hard for women to get ahead in the workplace, so I had to give head to be here." You don't have to justify anything to m-" I know, and it’s stupid for a teacher like me to do this, even though it is. The mixture of Deutsch and Englishthat makes this story so difficult to read is the consequence of this origin.For those of you who know Deutsch, I apologize for my pidgin, but that's theway she liked it. For those of you who don't read Deutsch a partial key has beenprovided, but you'll probably find reading this an exercise in frustration morethan an exercise of your left hand. If you have a find-and-replace function inyour word processing program, feel free to use it. Keep this warning in. You turn and lock eyes with me, then move closer to him, beginning to dance for him, slowly. You turn again and he unzips your dress, letting it fall to the ground, and now you're just wearing lingerie. You dance some more, grinding your beautiful ass on him, then turning, running your hands over your breasts as you take them so close to his face; I can see your nipples through the fabric. You unhook your bra and it falls away, and now you're brushing your nipples against his face as his mouth.