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A young teacher acts out her fantasy from the video.

The sound of his large feet colliding with the floor echoed through out her office. He stood a foot away from her, looking down at her. She swallowed hard, trying to hide that same fear she felt the first time they met over three months ago.

"Well Mr.Masochis? What are you doing here?" She asked again.

"To thank you. These past few months of freedom has been very..." He paused to enjoy the sight of her once more.

"Arousing." He grinned. She grimaced at the thought of what he really meant by that statement.

"You're welcome. It's what I do." She replied quickly.

"Yes I know, just didn't think you'd be so damn good at it." God did she wish he'd wipe that smile from his face. It was messing her head up. Making her recoil to a childish mindset. He looked further down at her cell phone that lay on the floor.

"Your phone's on the floor." He informed politely. She looked down.

"Oh." She bent down to pick the phone. His eyes seemed to grow bright as he watched her lower herself in front of him. She quickly pulled herself up, fiddling with her flimsy phone.

"So that's all you came here for?" She questioned, finally bringing herself to walk pass him to her desk.

"To thank me."

"Yes, a gentlemen can't thank the woman who got him out of jail?"

"Your money thanked me enough." She said quickly. He turned around to face her. She leaned against the desk behind her, her arms folded. He nodded with comprehension.

"I see, I hope you've put my money to good use then." He cocked an eyebrow.

"And I hope you've put freedom to good use." It didn't take a rocket scientist to get what she meant by that. He grinned even more deviously.

"Don't worry Ms.Sylvermen. I'm putting it to good use." Violet's face turned ice cold. She watched him open the door.

"It was nice seeing you again, Ms.Sylvermen." He purred. He eased out the door. Violet sighed heavily, her body nearly caving inward.

"Jesus, what the hell was that about?" She thought to herself. She didn't want to think about it. She took her cell phone and redialed Mr.Vandergild's number.

"Hello? Mr. Vandergild? Yes I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Now where were we?"


"Hey baby. Looking for some fun?" Camron looked up at the low class prostitute that stood before him. Clothed in a rose-colored halter-top, a black leather mini-skirt and knee-high leather boots. Her face was decent but had age beyond her years, complements of crystal-meth. He returned his attention to his mug of beer, showing little interest in the whore or her offer. Ignoring his apathy, she sat in the seat in front of him, twirling her long golden locks out of her face.

"Strong and silent, huh? That's fine baby, I'm not giving up just yet." Practically undressing him with her eyes, she watched him take another swig of his beer. She licked her lips.

"I never seen you around here before. You must be new blood. If you want, I can..." She crept her foot up his leg, up to his inner thigh.

"Be your entourage." Her smile was laced with lust and a bit of desperation. It wasn't just a quick trick she was trying to get, but some mind-blowing sex. Not even showing the slightest reaction to the woman's attempt at turning him on, he growled.

"Trust me little girl, you don't want to fuck with me. Go mess with some little virgin boys, I'm sure they'll pay for your services. Cause I'm not."

"Aw baby, for you, my services are for free." She scooted her seat closer to his. Leaning closer to his ear she whispered.

"I just wanna get fucked." He set his mug back onto the table, and stared at it for a moment. His face seemed to grow pale. He cut his cold gray eyes at her and she bit her lower lip.

"Well sexy? What's it gonna be?" She opened her legs wide enough for him to see her glistening pussy lips. He stared at her dripping wet pussy, then took one last sip of his beer. He stared into space.

"I warned you."


"Hurry up.

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