So that was how I ended up here, gingerly pushing open the big wooden door into the reception; of course I had been here before, a jolly lady in her m...d-forties had shown me round a couple of days ago on the weekend, but it was different now; there were actually people here. And don’t get me wrong I can handle girls: I’ve been out with a couple, but being the only boy in a school of over five hundred girls is bound to be daunting.As I walked into the reception area there were already a couple. She sucked like she was two years old.Melanie rocked from side to side as one student after another licked her erect.The lesson went on for the full 45 minutes. The women were moaning and twisting,but their keepers had locked their hands behind them when their fingers hadstarted to feel around the edges of their chastity belts. In the back of theroom, several girls had lifted their sweaters or opened their blouses forclassmates to play with their tits?boys on some, girls on others. Miss. I go over around eleven, and after listening to him talk about his life since my last visit, we strip off our clothes and climb under the sheets. He cuddles into my arms and eventually falls asleep. Sometimes he nuzzles my breasts, but it's more a gesture of comfort than arousal. He always feels awkward in the morning, but a few weeks later, he'll call again."I nodded. The guy might be awkward, but he was no fool."Do you have a lot of clients like him, like me?" I asked. "Who aren't hiring you. Still covering her mouth, I moved down to her pussy and darted my tongue deep inside her slit, probing to find her clit, it was hard and erect, expectant of what I had for her. I tasted her sweet musty flavour, sweet yet acidic but beautiful all the same. I drew my face away and spat on her slit, moistening the entrance ready for what was to come. Still holding her mouth, I unzipped my trousers and let them fall to my knees, I was not wearing underwear, expectant of what was to come I had.