These stories start when I was sixteen, about to take my first exams to get into college (in Brazil some students can choose to take three exams three... years in a row, instead of just at the end of high school) and continue all the way to the present. Now I’m twenty-three and still can’t stop, and don’t want to stop cheating.I apologize in advance for my English. I’m a Brazilian woman with advanced but not superb English so the writing style will be quite simple. My vocabulary is not very. It wasn’t a holiday in the official sense, so there were no seasonal jobs available at the spaceport. Monday, the 17th of March, was Saint Patrick’s Day. A lot of the Irish in our area of Colorado celebrated with parades and drinking. We both had a few drinks, but neither of us are Irish. We did enjoy some of the Irish dishes served in a number of the local restaurants. For the remainder of the week, we had our workouts in the gym as usual and spent time going over what we had learned since the. This one was fast and hard, like my first one. All I could do was stare at her, naked, between my legs, jerking me off at an incredible pace, trying her hardest to make me cum, and after 5 minutes of hard pumping, she got what she wanted, except this time she aimed it towards her bare tits, soaking them in my cum.4: She laughed, leaned down and gave my dick a quick peck on the tip, got up and dried off, wiping the cum off with the towel, along with the rest of the water from her still dripping. I'd heard it many times before, back when I first started seeing Mistress and she'd give me a warning before entering the room. "No," I whimpered, unable to control myself. "Please, unlock me, Miss." The words left my mouth without my permission. I knew I might have just fucked myself, in the one way that wouldn't relieve me. "Did you just," the woman started, "did I hear you speak without permission?" Before I could answer, another knock echoed through the room. The woman got up and answered.