They're smart. I have such a good time just being around them. But I'm going to have to work hard to catch up with them with video games, too. They're...so fast. But they're showing me how."Arranging herself more comfortably, she continued, "They showed me their classroom — well all of them did, the women included. Dad, they have real computers with gigantic, high-resolution screens that are the best there is. Not like the junk that we have at school. Heck our teacher barely knows more about. After the reading of her very sincere email i was actually intrigued by her whole idea, she wanted to have me for the day at her studio to do a full shoot of pictures dressed up in various outfits, bondage etc, i said ok sounds like a laugh, but i don’t have that much outfit wise so she said she’d be supplying everything and we discussed ideas i gave her my sizes and i left her to organise a date etc.About ten days later she rang me for a chat and came up with a few dates and times and we set a. " I turned back to my desk and she went towards my bedroom."I ate the soup. It should have been hotter but it probably cooled while we were talking, still it was good. What was even better was I didn't have to get it myself. I don't mind fixing my own meals but it's so much nicer when someone else does it for me. It tastes better too or is that my imagination?I was about to get up when the phone rang so I just set the soup bowl aside and answered the phone. It was an inquiry about my service. "I'm nearly there Dave" she gasped as I increased the tempo, "Dave I'm nearly there, oh shit yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me Dave, dave, Dave, DAVE, OH FUCK!"Hearing the foul language coming from her lips sent me over the top too and I held her like a vice while I erupted in her anus, sending spurt after spurt of semen deep into her bowels!As we sat together in the grass, helmets off now and sharing the proverbial cigarette, I put an arm around her shoulder and kissed her neck,"I suppose you'll.