My daughter pulled my thick meat from her dripping mouth, wiped her chin and then turned to tend to the baby. Jasmine's pacifier had fallen out of her...mouth and lay beside her tiny head. I looked to the door of the mother's room realizing that there was no lock on the door."Now you be a good girl," I heard Jazelle tell her daughter with a soft motherly tone in her voice. She had replaced the pacifier in Jasmine's mouth and the baby was sucking again silently. "Mommy is very busy right now. I arrived at the plush hotel where the show was on and mingled with the beautiful people, as a good buyer should. Feeling slightly better by this time I knocked back a couple before the show figuring it sure couldn’t hurt, and that in turn made me feel better again.The seats were comfortable and the lights dropped as the music signalled the catwalk action was about to begin. I leaned back and sipped on my bourbon ready to start taking notes, when the first model appeared and nearly made my jaw. But keep on fucking me, because you’re about to make me cum. Oh, fuck… Come one. Keep going. Push me.”Just another moment. I can only extend this for so long… The feeling of her tight, wet, hot pussy gripping my cock is starting to overwhelm me. I know I have to pause if we’re going to keep this going, and my first thought as I start to pull out of her is to ask “Do you want me to fuck your ass, you filthy fucking slut?”“Yes!” she says enthusiastically and without consideration. Not a. Ms. Martin entered the room on the first day of class and looked around. She seemed to make a mental note of each person as she scanned the room. When she looked at me, I felt a cold chill run through my body, as if I was the mouse and she was the cat!The first few days went by without any problems. Ms. Martin gave us all her class syllabus. I read through it completely and made mental notes on her many rules and regulations. I was determined to make it through her class, and I wasn?t going to.