The earliest grades have well over one hundred now, and there are other primary schools, and some go to private schools on the Dutch side.”“And al... the money is made from trade, right?”“Yes. We don’t really have industry, and farming is out of the question, obviously. But lots of Americans like to come here.”“Present company included,” I replied. “Though this is just my second time.”“I think I’m going to come back next summer before I start medical school, then take my two one-week breaks I get. Rather than pass Maria’s place again and risk being considered a stalker, I ran alongside a busier road despite the traffic fumes. Passing a petrol station I noticed it sold bunches of flowers, and a bunch of lilies particularly caught my eye. Cayenne Proctor’s parents would have every right to hate me, the mercenary who was substituting for their daughter’s boyfriend, the school’s golden boy. A little bribe might go a long way towards soothing troubled waters. A couple of minutes and more. I'd be sitting at my desk at work, preparing yet another set of damn papers, and I'd remember how he had licked me the night before, his tongue darting fast between my legs, resting for just the right amount of time, creeping closer like a snake, finally pouncing on me, flicking the tip of it right on the spot, my hips thrusting in the air, my knees pinning his shoulders as I shuddered to a climax, drenched in sweat, my pussy, well that's what he called it, clamped tightly as I convulsed. He couldn't tell if she was whimpering in pain or pleasure. She arched her back and raised her lovely ass up off the bed."I didn't hurt you did I Mom?" Dan asked worriedly."You're just so big baby!" Jen moaned. "It feels so good in me."Dan bucked his lean young ass hard and fast, driving his swollen prick in and out of her like a piston. He fucked his mother hard, enjoying her grunts as he speared her deeply. He could hear the wet slurping sounds his cock made as it rammed in and out between.