” then I added, “But we can’t get the chair on the bus.”“We’re walking, that’s why the early start.”“Oh shit, please tell me that yo...’re joking, is it April the first?”It wasn’t, and 5 minutes later I was being wheeled down the street with the blanket just about covering me. Fortunately, or not, Trisha and Tom were in a bit of a rush and we zoomed along ignoring the stares and the odd comment, but as soon as we got in sight of the college gates they slowed down and other students started the. It was then I figured this was good enough to be just a little late coming back from lunch. Where did this man learn this torture? Panty playing. God how hot is that? Moving his hands to meet at the crack of her ass, spreading her wide, lowering quickly to toungue fuck her sweet tight little ass. I can't help but whimper loudly watching. Again, his hands moving as if choreographed around her body between her trembling legs, rubbing across her pussy deeply, pushing the satin material into her. Mm. The thing is that I normally during this time was cocky, confident and equipped with an ego, But not at this moment. She put her left hand on my leg I jumped and spilled wine on me and her. Off with them I'll fix that, she said firmly. When the pants went to the floor she saw my tent. Oops, she said is that because of me?, and so she smiled.I remember she sat down on his knees in front of me and kissed my stomach. I shook from the first contact. When her tongue groping in my underwear. Do you understand?" I couldn't think straight. I couldn't afford to be ?200 a month down, but it had to be better that no job at all, didn't it? And Mrs Castle actually was just the kind of woman I liked to dominate me. I had fantasised more than once about her dressed in leather with a cane in her hand giving my naked bum a thrashing. But what did she mean by no limits? How far would she go? What would I be letting myself in for if I were to say yes? On the one hand I felt scared of what might.