Don't think of me as a hooker... think of me as your girlfriend. And I'm the kind of girlfriend that has a hard time saying no!" she giggled."What kin...s of things do you do?" he asked."I will do just about anything you want, hon. I'll tell you what–you tell me what kind of money you have to spend and I will tell you what's available for that price. Would that help?" she asked."Money isn't a problem, it's just I don't know what things you do and don't do," he said. "I mean, what are your.... Your cock is so long and thick. It is even bigger than Storm's cock," Storm was the favourite horse of Shari.Benjamin pinched his daughter's nipples making her yelp, " Shari, sweetheart, your cunt was on my mind all day. My cock can not wait anymore to fuck your sweet cunt anymore."Sharileen felt a warm lump in her throat and felt she could cry as her father talked to her as his woman and declared he was dying to fuck her all day, "Daddy, my pussy is always ready for your cock. You can fuck my. I was still looking at the man peeing out of the corner of my eye as he stopped. He started to jiggle his cock with his finger and thumb wrapped around the base. It was so big, like a fat sausage, it just kind of hung over his big finger and wobbled. I laughed a little bit when he wobbled it. It looked funny. I always just pulled my pants up. He must have noticed me laughing, because he looked down. He looked down at my cock and said, "You gotta get it all out or it gets in your pants," then. "No to being a slut? I don't think so, just look at what you're doing. Fingering yourself, getting close to cumming for me."She moaned more desperately into the phone, her voice becoming more high pitched as her orgasm approached. "Oh god yes, cumming for you... for you... ohhh professssorrrr!" Professor? Immediately my eyes went wide. Fuck, was this a student? Every student I have has this number, it's on every syllabus I hand out. Was she being serious? Was I being pranked? I sat there.