She laughed a little, and replied, "I'm sorry! I'm Dottie Dutcher. I don't work for the bank; I have a small business of my own, called 'Appraised By ...utcher.' I took it over from my dad when he retired last year. Based on the size of the ranch and the amount of equipment, I'd guess three or four days. Maybe a little less if I didn't have to spend all that time drivin' back and forth from the city."With a saucy shake of her long hair — well past her shoulders — she added, "Of course if there. She could feel his f******n-year-old cock pressing against her cervix, as though he was trying to plant his seed inside her womb. That i****tuous thought caused Tanja to redouble her efforts as she reached back between her legs and frantically rubbed her clit, timing it so that her tempo matched up perfectly with the deepest thrusts from her nephew’s cock. She could tell he was going to cum any second, she felt his grip tightening on her hips as continued thrusting deeply inside. Marcus' body was all that Doris had imagined. He was beautiful. He was tall and toned and so handsome and she had no idea what to make of the situation. The door closed quietly behind her yet she knew she could leave at any time. "Doris,” began the professor, “one of the most powerful lessons you will learn is about submission. There are times when you may decide to submit to your desires. You may decide to submit to the will of others. But you may also have others submit to you. Tonight,. The night I’m thinking of, Sophie bought me a drink and sat at the bar until I finished. She would sit where I could see her. She looked good and she had curves in the right places. She was always well dressed, usually in something revealing. She would watch for when no one was looking and show me her skimpy knickers at me across the pub. Thats if she had any on at all…. Our regular place to go was a lane down by the river. She already had my cock out and teasing me as I drove to our dark.