“That explains things. I’d love to meet the woman who taught you some time. I think we’d get along.”“Your turn.”“Quid pro quo?”“What...’s sauce for the goose, as my father would say,” Jim replied.“Well, here goes. I’m just like the woman you described – the one who seduced you over the summer. Oh I like having fun with men and women my own age -- any age really, but I much prefer younger men. Teenagers like yourself. It’s risky, and I have had to be very careful in choosing my lovers. But, there. It was pressed tight to my clit and almost instantly my pussy was throbbing. His face was unreadable, completely stoic. The vibrator went to high and I jerked a little as I tried not to cry out and I managed to keep quiet. I could feel an orgasm building and squirmed around trying to ease the buzzing on my clit, but like a sudden storm I came in a gasp. I used every muscle in my body to hold mostly still and not to cry out my pleasure.Conversation swirled around the dinner. Daddy kept the. The flight was uneventful but tiring, and now I was making my way to the city hotel and some well earned sleep.The flight uniform attracts admiring glances, but for some people uniforms do that and strange to say I have never felt inclined to admire one.Bus journeys are boring affairs, especially from rural airports, and can last up to one and halve hours, just like this one will, but at least it's not full, so I can ease off a little and spread out.A fat balding man comes onto the bus and is. His temperature was not yet high enough to cause concern, and so I did nothing to lower it. This was the body’s way of defending its home, and was nothing to be trifled with. I sat in a chair next to the bed, and began to quietly read aloud from a book. This was to reassure him on some level that he was not alone, that he was safe and being cared for, but not meant to disturb his rest. My patient groaned and moaned a few times here and there, sounding like he was experiencing bad dreams. He.