”“I can’t believe this,” he said, “it has to be a dream.”“I’ll be your daughter if you like,” she giggled, “l’ll lie on the sofa..., pretending to be asleep, you’ve just come into my bedroom, you’ve had a blazing argument with your wife, you’re angry and you see your daughter lying there naked, you want to take your anger out on her, you want to humiliate her, she’s fat, ugly and miserable just like your wife, don’t hold back Frank, do it to her.”“But l don’t want to hurt you,” he said, “l’ve. ...fuck. That was the word, wasn’t it? Shall I say it again for you? Fuck.....fuck......fuck.” Alejandro had never heard Hielo use the word before. Each time she spat it out, slowly, seductively, he felt his length move within his trousers, jerking into life. “Oh, I want to.....fuck, Alejandro. You have no idea.” She eased herself onto the kitchen chair opposite him, parted her legs and allowed her fingers to caress up and down her thighs, scratching the gently with her nails. “Yes, I want. I dreamed about my hubby’s thick cock fucking me in a wild way; but the bastard was not there…All of a sudden, I felt someone sitting next to me. I could barely make out the face of an elegant older lady, her body wrapped in white.I looked at her and saw she was smiling, while she was looking into my spread legs. I tried to close them; but the woman quickly placed her hand between my thighs and I felt it moving up to my crotch.She reached my swollen wet pussy lips and I saw her smiling.I gasped. “And that’s a long hard paddling that will leave your bottom blood blistered.”“Martha Ann you’re going to learn Martha Ann a lesson about growing up and dressing correctly before you leave this hotel room today young lady.”Martha Ann was pissed, “You ASS HOLE, You Son Of A Bitch don’t you talk to me like that!” Martha Ann was fearful and angry at the same time. Her face was flaming a cherry red with indignation and humiliation at being spoken to by her teacher, as if she were a misbehaving.