I’ve seen my mother quite a few times, but never him.”“I feel so badly for you, Doug. That’s as bad as my story.”“No…not even close; I ...ever had to suffer physically the way you did and when I left home I went to college for six years. You had to worry about your very survival every single day, but no more…never again.” I rose from my seat and walked to Jennie. Our kiss would have lasted longer were it not for the steward who asked us if we wanted a drink. We declined. It was too early. After getting her few peeks in she said she could feel her pussy starting to get really wet. So my naughty slut of a wife sent him a text saying to leave the room. Katie starts to walk out of the classroom while giving Mark a very sexually fueled look of desire. Mark follows Katie out of the classroom and into the library where they find a secluded spot between book shelves. Katie said she started by making out with him, I guess he was quite a good kisser. His hands began to roam all over her. Looking directly into Claire's eyes, I explained that the video we were to shoot was, an S&M/BDSM style background film for a heavy 'Dance' track that would soon be released. The intended audience would be heavy S&M dance clubs and swingers parties. Having seen that Claire was willing to broaden the suggestions that I'd made, without any further egging on, I told her that she could use any of the props that I had bought and, to use her imagination as to how best to dominate her sister, now her. Ever since I had watched Blackie and Hunky that Friday night, I had been masturbating 2 or 3 times a day. All my fantasies were about them. I'd been their teenage babysitter, young au pair, horny neighborhood divorcee, masseuse, sex slave, rape victim, and so on and on and on...Every time I saw them at Tony's, it was like, "Ding!" and I was one of Pavlov's dogs.Only my pussy would drool instead of my mouth.I felt so out of control. My work was beginning to suffer. Before long I would begin.