I figured this would be a simple and flexible enough job to make some money on the side as I would only be helping with elementary school level mathematics. I sent off my resume and began browsing other job postings. By the next day, I had received an email in response for the tutoring position, inviting me to coffee so we could meet and discuss before anything was finalized. Even though I was more than qualified, I had been a tutor for a first-year mathematics course at my college, I was still a bit nervous and treated it like I would have for any professional job interview. I arrived at the coffee shop Hardcore ten minutes early and took teen a seat at one of the more isolated tables despite the store being empty at the time. A few minutes later, I heard the door to the store open and in walked an absolutely stunning beauty. She was in her early thirties but could easily pass as someone in their mid-twenties. My eyes went head to toe of her five-foot six frame, eyeing her long wavy black hair, tight-fitting blue dress with a giant bow on the front, black silk pantyhose, and a pair of Louboutin Pigalles. “You must be Mark. I’m Michelle, nice to meet you.” I stood up to shake her hand and was a little taken aback as she was obviously well-off. I offered to buy her a coffee but she declined and went to order herself at the counter. She was the type of woman who obviously put a lot of effort into her presentation everyday. Perfectly manicured nails, form fitting dresses that hugged her petite Chinese frame, and salon styled hair. For me however, it was the heels that enthralled me. As we sat down to talk, I would always catch my eyes glancing at her cleavage, nestled between what I would later confirm to be C-cup breasts, and her heels. Despite having done interviews for internship positions at some well-known financial institutions over the summers, this informal meeting for a simple tutoring job would have to be the most difficult meeting I had in terms of keeping focus. Luckily amateur for me however, she was extremely outgoing and easy to talk to despite my initial prejudices. She proposed that I could help her son weekly with his homework and we exchanged numbers so that I could contact her in the event I needed to reschedule. The position was simple enough, it was more of a baby-sitting type role so Michelle could spend her time on other errands, and she detested math (even elementary mathematics oddly). I made my way home beyond overjoyed as not only had I gotten the tutoring gig, but I had some mental masturbation material with Michelle. Every week, I would make my way over to her house and get paid while getting an opportunity to eye fuck Michelle. She never dressed slutty, but always had on tops that accentuated her breasts and shorts or skirts that let her long smooth oral legs flow freely. The tutoring was simple enough for me that I could also work on some of my own projects simultaneously while stealing a glance at Michelle whenever she was in view from the living room. Being able to see her shoe rack at the foyer was also always a treat as I entered and exited her house. It had been a couple weeks now and once again, I was in her living room tutoring when Michelle walked in to check on the progress. She wore a lacy black halter top paired with short ruffled skirt and covered herself in a shawl as the air conditioning was blasting. “Mark, do you mind helping me put a box away in my walk-in closet?” “Of asian course.” I think I would have done anything she requested. She grabbed a box behind the armchair next to the sofa I was sitting on and handed it to me. “Thanks so much,” she giggled, “I can’t reach the top shelf.” “Wow, Louboutins!” I exclaimed out loud without thinking. He knew he'd have to prove residency to the troupers at that bridge before he could get back on the island. I savored her burying into me over and over. James turned and looked at his professor, mild surprise displayed on his handsome features. Amy kept her dress pulled up around her waist so she wasn’t sitting on it. My asshole clenched while Mrs. Armstrong moaned. I then got to the center so that I could not see her anymore. She guided my head down as she arched her back, I sucked on each nipple in turn and then licked my way to her belly where I kissed and licked my way to her wet awaiting twat. John said emphatically, winking right back at her. “My turn please. "Yes, Master." They could be cousins, it wouldn’t be that big of a leap. I did oral and she squealed and her legs started to give way. Over the course of the next five hours, all eight men fucked me in all my holes and made sure to flood my insides with cum. I like the matching!' Her hips churned slowly as Mike expertly teased her clit. Sure, I don't have a problem with that, I'm gonna beat you, no matter how far we have to go. Jill, Hardcore Tina, asian and me! You can borrow him, but we’re his. He stopped thrusting. I laughed, although I didn’t know what was so funny about that. Now it was time for the wedding gown. Barb was even more pleased with herself now. Harry awoke the day of the match as nevus as ever when it is the last match. “Ah good, I hoped you would be amateur as quick a learner in bed as you are in school.” With that Lindsey went back to kissing his face, still choking him. “Fuck, your pussy feel so fucking amazing wrapped around me baby.” He sighed right when I noticed that our cum had mixed and made the best lube ever. The hands moved back up to her ass and she felt his thumbs massaging all around her waiting sex organ. Or had it? He was like a mad man. I'd never seen him like that. "Ok! I'm teen sorry!" Before the cheers of the masses, I spread her fat pale cheeks, and planted my face between them. Sorry I should've warned you.