“Come on, my son," urged the technical director. "You've got sixty seconds, Sean, otherwise you’ll have to stay there for the rest of the show. Al... three fucking hours!” This statement was as useless and unwelcome as the earlier mutterings, but the young engineer, knowing his boss was also under pressure, kept his mouth shut.~~~Paul Sumner, oblivious of the technical drama going on behind him, was doing what he did best. At home in front of the studio audience, he was busy introducing the long. At lunchtime I took the three boys I had picked out into Miss Emerson’s classroom and looked out her tiny window as she undressed for the teenagers. I could keep an eye out for intruders and an eye on her at the same time. She looked even better naked in school than she had in her bed at her house. I figured that it was the possibility of getting caught that gave her that glow. After all she was completely naked. The three boys had their cocks out and ready but she made them remove their pants. It couldn't be real. But it seemed so real as it once more began making love to my body. I thought of it as love. I didn't know. I didn't care. I wanted it. I wanted what it did to me and for me. Its smile was familiar now. It was the smile it gave me as it descended upon my prick. The creature savored the flavor of my pre-cum and began to encircle my dick with its long, coal black tongue.Licking and taking my nuts in its hand it started its sexually intoxicating task of making me come for it.. At a glance I still looked 'normal' as the black stockings looked like dark trousers in the evening light but from the rear someone might wonder why the trousers had seams! As if the excitement was not enough Sally-Anne undid her coat and let it open showing all and suggested I did the same. Although there was no one close by there were a few couples further along the beach and they would certainly have had a shock if they looked our way. At the end of the beach Sally-Anne suggested we go.