”“The mousey, brown-haired girl who didn’t say two words when I was around her at the open house? And who barely answered our questions during t...e interview? I’m not sure she fits in.”“Before you veto her, you might want to check out her letters of recommendation and her grades.”“What am I missing?” I asked.“Straight A’s with a double-major in computer science and math. She has glowing recommendations from the chairman of the math department, the chairman of the computer science department, AND. When we finally pulled apart to breathe, he stroked my hair lightly. ‘Are you hot, Honey?’ he asked, grinning at me. ‘A little,’ I teased him back. ‘What, what are you going to do about that?’ ‘There is nobody in the beach except you and me. Tonight is our night for fantasies to become real’, he exclaimed. He appealed me to remove my top. He wanted to see my breasts. He wanted to fondle them, kiss them bare. Naked in open air! I blushed deeply, felt shy and hesitated a little bit. I. This opening, Tony, is where you are about to place your long, slippery cock. You’re going to push it into this beautiful lady garden and fill our wife with your sperm.” We took another swipe at Lissa’s clit and she came again. “Do it, Tony. Put our baby into our wife, our lover.”While I moved forward to lean over Lissa, Melody arranged a pillow under her butt so it was raised up.“Are you ready, Lissa?” I whispered as I bent to kiss her. Melody was guiding my cock and as soon as I felt Lissa’s. It was only when they saw me getting into a few cars with punters that they realised I was working the streets and that was when I began to get hassle.I realised that it was different for me. For them with 5,6, 7 punters a night, they zoned out from the sex while for me, each experience was memorable. I savoured every moment, feeling alive in a way I rarely do anywhere else.Anyway back to my first punter. I was anxious, trembling, but I also felt incredibly horny, as if I had been given a horny.