Johanna resumed her self stimulation as she saw the vampire fall to her knees behind the cherub and lifting his diaper like clothing, bean fingering h...is asshole while squeezing his balls. This attention made the prof squeal like a newborn baby and he bobbed up and down on the younger guy's cock with fierce enthusiasm. Meanwhile, Johanna now was able to see that the other man was not a man at all, but was the head cheerleader, a dainty southern girl usually dressed in pink twin sets and pleated. I'm afraid you didn't graduate from school in this life, but I won't hold it against you." "How could you do this to me?" Rose spoke, quietly, almost hoping she wouldn't be heard. "Well Rose, if I have to marry a transsexual to get out of paying my ex- wife close to 2 billion dollars, then I'm going to marry the most beautiful, most convincing one that ever lived. And Honey? That's you. You know, you and her are like twin sisters... it's quite amazing..." "You fucking bastard", Rose. ..nice and firm." You tug and pull at the hard rod encased in the workout shorts. He shifts in his chair. "Reach inside," he instructs and you pull aside the hem of his shorts as his cock pops out. You pull his shorts down as he lifts himself and they drop to his ankles. He scoots his ass to the edge of the seat as you drop to your knees in front of him, looking into his eyes with expectation and eager to learn. "Keep stroking it firmly and lick between my legs." You lower your head and. The down sides? The occasional bad hotels with crappier beds, cancelled flights, jet lag, and the absences from your family that you’re working to support. Eating nothing but hotel/restaurant meals. Getting stuck with a middle seat on the plane between two big guys. My wife Sheila had been understanding of my absences, while enjoying the perks I could share with her, engaging in plenty of phone sex with me on nights I was in a hotel, then screwing my brains out once I got home. Whether or not.