.. you still sucked all that wetness off." I saw your mouth drop open and decided by that the time I was ready, as I said I needed it. As I dropped to...the floor, and onto my back. I knew you would do it." I knew what you wanted but when you spread your legs and said 'get in me' I just couldn't stand it anymore so I hurriedly tore off my clothes and climbed on top of you." I couldn't take you not being in me. It felt so good when you jammed your cock in, I almost screamed." For a second I. She was naked, her hands behind her back, and her hair in a ponytail. She looked up at me, and I nearly came in my pants when she said, "Please, Master. Please use my mouth to pleasure your cock. Please fuck my mouth, Master." She licked her lips, then opened her mouth and closed her eyes, waiting for my response.I was already steel-hard and could barely fumble my jeans down as I stepped up to her. When the head of my cock touched her lips, she dove forward and swallowed me all the way in one. I wanted to go, I needed to go as the feeling and the powerful urge I had in my crotch I knew was going to be quelled, and as we walked there, to his place, I stopped and looked at an old building, across the street."When I was in secondary I used to go in there and look at the coming attractions". He looked and remarked, "That's the porn theatre", he retorted.I had a wicked smile on my lips, "I know", and he looked at me as I explained, "I always wanted to go inside and watch the old men in. The person he had met there must have had a gentler footfall altogether, because she was in the room before I realised."Hello Stevie." I turned and saw the guide from the Brighton pavilion. How had she followed me here? And how had she known my name? When she smiled I knew the answer to the second question at least."Mr. Lawrence?"She looked embarrassed and I felt my face flush red."Miss Lawrence these days, though you can call me Amy."I waved her to where the professor had been sitting..