She just took it as one of my eccentricities and stopped objecting. At heart I was a fifteen-year old boy acting out his fantasy of banging his Englis... teacher, even if I were thirty-five and sixty officially. She'd even indulge me in some role-play, where I'd be the teenage student, and she'd be the English teacher. She said that was just "so delightfully naughty."She'd work out her frustrations and say things she just couldn't say as a teacher. I'd know she was starting a scene when she'd. I pulled her shorts my God she had a pretty little pussy that was neatly shavedAnd it had a faint scent of urine and perfume mixed together. For some reason thisWas a major turn on for me. I kiss those pretty pussy lips gently then I slowly sucked On her clit while rolling my lounge around it. For some reason I stopped anTold her “that I had to go upstairs to get her money”. When I came back she Was in the downstairs partial restroom. When she came back into the Living room I handed her the. At one point I looked at the driver and told him if he wanted to give us free ride to pull over and I would blow him he just blushed and turned back to watching the road. The hotel was nice and he had a room with a big bed. He tossed the keys on the table and told me to make myself comfortable while he went into the bathroom. I took off my skirt and shirt but left the underwear on and sat in a kitten pose on the bed as he came out completely naked and ready for action. We skipped the drink. Talking about feelings, the move, explaining other trivial things of the week, warning me of what’s around East Haddam, holding each other’s hands, massaging the back of each other’s heads, kissing at red lights, making him pull over to actually make out & getting to know each other again.It’s enormous how strangers from two different lives have dark hearts that are just as warm as the sun; defy traditions of social norms to build a connection literally based off our initial contact. No Disney.