Suddenly, his first blast of cum hit me so far in the back of my throat, it actually went into my windpipe and caused me to cough like I had gotten ch...ked on a sip of water. The second spurt went partially in my mouth and in my hair. I’m coughing uncontrollably while trying to finish this guy off in my mouth. It was truly a mess as my amateurish actions were not very good to say the least.I was still choking on his seed but managed to squeeze out and clean off the remaining amount in-between. If I had vacancies in my company, I would have head hunted her. Instead, here we were on another course (long booked ahead), planning to meet at the hotel. She was about five-foot-eight, to my six-feet. She was half Scottish, half Swedish, living in the South. The big difference was in our ages, as I am 60. She was slender, with firm breasts about 34C (probably what first caught my eye, if I'm honest!), with blonde, thick hair in a tidy bob cut. She dressed quietly smart in style, whether. In a few moments she handed the phone to me and said, "It's Steve." I was horrified as my blood tingled through my body. I wondered what they had been talking about and for how long. I watched her walk away before actually putting the phone to my ear. I didn't detect any anger or disappointment. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary as I answered, "Hello" So how's my little gay cock slut?" was the voice on the other end."Steve?" I questioned."You expecting someone else?" was the terse reply."No, I. I stripped out of my jeans and sweater, kicking my boots and socks off. Soon I stood in just my bikini briefs, the last scrap of fabric before I was completely nude. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, reminding myself I could always opt out after this session if I really hated it. Slipping off my panties, I placed my clothes in a pile and put on the robe the instructor had left for me.I could hear students enter the studio, chatting casually and setting up their equipment. Not thinking.