Inthe mirror I was a vision of beauty. Fixing a small smudge in my lipstick, Ikissed my reflection and headed out."I left my room and only slightly pa...icked about what my parents would say,but once I was in the hall I realized that was a stupid fear because I hadbeen living on my own since I was 16-years-old."The apartment was small but well-decorated with antique furniture and morepaintings. The refrigerator didn't have anything I was in the mood for so Igrabbed my leather jacket, purse and. When she arrived, happy to bemissing a tiresome American History class, she found Yvette, Miss Strabolgiand Miss Wheatstone in attendance, along with Mrs. Smythe the school nurse.She timidly closed the door behind her. This looked like trouble. Beth’s stomach sank when Miss Wheatstone ordered with a snap of herfingers: “Get undressed, Beth.” After so many prohibitions, disapprovals, threats, Beth felt quitelightheaded at the prospect of taking her clothes off. She started. I had posted a story in which i had fulfilled a massage fantasy of one couple in Bangalore and trust me after reading that story i had got to massage from more than 8 married women and that too in front of their hubbies. It’s a strange fantasy but yes i never knew i would be in touch with so many of them; in fact i had to say no to more than 10 to 12 couples, since they literally wanted me to have sex with their wife for which i am never ready and would not get into it. I would like to share. With each new probe her pussy is wetter and spasming even more. Her come is lasting longer than any I’ve ever seen, just one continuous extremely long orgasm. “Okay now get up!” She kind of crawls off of me. It seems her body is a little racked at the moment. She stops and licks my dick just before she rises to her feet. “Did I say you could do that? Now go and get your toys and something for me to blindfold you with,” I say sternly. “Yes Sir!” she says with a spring in her step. I think.