Even the few times we'd had sex, she'd been ... controlled.Well, this lady in the street had become a freak in the bed. She'd put in a porn DVD and th...n given me a blowjob on the couch. She had me fuck her across her dining table while drizzling canola oil over her chest. And yes, last night, she had me lube her up and take her cherry ass.She didn't talk about romance or relationships. I didn't really want to talk about them either. She wanted to fuck, and I was willing to fuck her. That was. It was, after all, widely known, both in Michelle’s circle of friends and by the residents of her dorm that she had been increasingly depressed in recent months, even suicidal. She had even set up attempts to commit suicide that she had failed to go through with. This time, however, was different. This time she couldn’t fail. This time, she drove her car off of a bridge. The aqueduct was low, so the car had hit the retaining wall and exploded. The Medical Examiner’s office later found that. At last she was convinced I was genuine, and started to walk around me looking me over, and I at last got to see the Mistress for the first time. She was slightly older than I had expected, maybe in her 40's or early 50's, but then I'm not very good at guessing a woman's age, appearing to be of average build with medium length brown hair. She wore a pair of jeans and a loose woollen jersey top, which hid her figure so I could only describe her as “average” build, dressing for her own comfort. The professor was hot and the girls all had a crush on him. One girl sat in the front row and wore no panties and spread her legs for him to see. He told her she would have to come to his office after school as he needed to punish her.At four o'clock she knocked on his door and he let her in. He shut the door and locked it. She was a sexy thing with big full tits and a round ass and her pussy was shaved as he could see with her legs spread in class. she wore no bra and walked with her back.