"Tiffany and I would be alone together in the day while you're at work. It was easy to tell her no over the phone. I don't think I'm strong enough to ...do that with her right here." I had been thinking the same thing." I told them. "Would you and I stop having sex when Tiffany would be at work? No, we wouldn't! Would it be fair to Tiffany to expect her to follow a rule that I can't? No, it wouldn't!"I would hope it would become an occasional thing instead of an everyday thing and I would be very. ” You put your hands on my shoulders and pushed be backwards until I backed into my valet chair. “Now I want you to sit right here on the edge of this chair,” you instructed. I did as you requested wondering just what you had in mind. Then I noticed that you had brought the bottle of schnapps and glass of ice with you into the bedroom. You picked up the bottle and walked back to me. Kneeling down between my knees you tipped the bottle up, took some of the peppermint liquid into your mouth and. Your hands, barely touching my warm skin, wander to my thighs, which seem to move apart slightly of their own free will as my skin seems to ache for your touch. Slowly, but determined, I feel your hips rise, as my legs part and my knees rest at the sides of your waist. Sitting up slightly I can feel your hands begin to move back up, gently covering my breasts, and my back immediately begins to arch to your touch. My body automatically responds, as I feel my wet center come in contact with your. Lisa laughed and then stopped suddenly. My God, why didnt I think of that before? she said. Blowjob school. We should do that. A school where these 18 year olds can learn how to do it before they come here. I feel ashamed of some of them watching them on you. You could be their teacher, I said. Oh how brilliant, Lisa said. I could wear a strap on and facefuck them until they knew how to do it for real. Theyd still be virgins when they came to you but virgins with experience. Its perfect! But.