Little by little, that all changed as reality started to set in.My dream job was a joke. What was supposed to have been the opportunity of a lifetime ...as in actual fact little more than modern-day slavery. A work day that never ended, a salary that was pitiful when compared to the cost-of-living and a boss without a personal life who expected the same from me; I was miserable.More and more, I found my thoughts returning to Bend, Oregon, and the people I had left behind. I missed my family and. He cried out and thrust deeply whilst collapsing on top of me, pinning me to the bed as our orgasms tingled through our bodies for a time unknown. I slowly began to feel him soften inside me and slide out, whilst our breathing was still heavy and our bodies sweaty against one another. He rolled over, removing the condom and started to recover on the bed next to me. I lay motionless for a time, breathing heavily, feeling my body stop spasming and begin to relax. I leaned over and kissed him,. I clenched my jaw as even his slow exit left me dangling on the edge of orgasm again. His cum started to leak out of my asshole, run over my pussy, and drip onto the floor. Just as I thought my torture was over, Mrs. Smith said, “There’s still three more minutes until her break. Why don’t you clean her up.” Mr. Smith collected himself and knelt so that his face was only inches from my holes dripping with his cum. He slid his tongue from below my pussy all the way up to my ass in one long sweep,. .. and she grew so quickly. By the time she was twelve she had the makings of a lovely figure and had, no doubt, seen the effect on me of touching her so intimately. I couldn't, after all, help getting an erection each time. She capitalised on this by sitting on my lap after she'd had her bath, she always wriggled around until she felt my cock against the soft cleft beneath her legs.As she got older she seemed to make a point of displaying her body after I had flatly refused to go on bathing.