He usually saw her in the morning, when she brought his breakfast to his room. All home-made stuff, organically grown, that was one of the farm's main...attractions — there were others, too, of course. None of them particularly appealed to him, for him it was the remoteness of this place, and the surroundings, the solitude he found there, which had brought him here. He took his time eating — the bread, the butter, the ham, the sausages, the cheese, the eggs — a copious meal that had to last him. I place my shirt over the seat, sit her on it and get between her legs.I kiss and suck her freshly shaved pussy. I drive my tongue between her teenage labia lips. I find her clit and trace my tongue from her vaginal opening and back up to it.She moans, “Oh fuck mister my stepdad never does that, I’m going to cum.”I bring her two orgasms and ask, “Can I put mine inside?”She looks at me, “Mister, that’s all I thought we were going to do. Put it in already.”I was hoping she would say that, while I. So Istarted up an escort company. Sugar girls for sugar daddy, I think wecalled it. I don't know how many men I fucked but I went through a tonof them every week --- and coke too! Small world! My philosophy profdid me and I blackmailed him as well!"She giggled at the memory."Summers were the best! Some daddy would take me or me and some of myother working students, if you know what I mean, he'd take us away tosome wild exotic destination or onto a luxury yacht. We'd do nothingbut fuck and fuck. Suddenly I felt a tongue on my clit but I didn’t know whose it was. Then another tongue, Dennis and Brian were taking it in turns to lick my clit, the time between their gaps was shorter and shorter until I had two tongues on my clit. Just thinking about that now as I write this makes me horny. I also felt a something going into my pussy. Suddenly I was overcome with this wave of extreme pleasure and arched my back, my G spot had been touched. Christine almost flew off me!Christine lifted.