Publisher's Synopsis
We were on the sofa. I cradled his head on my lap, and stroked his forehead. I hummed a lullaby. He looked like an angel, with those blue eyes. But he was a devil. He used me like I was a street hooker. Me, a nice Jewish lady. Oy Vey! OK, OK. I was older than his mother. And I was his teacher years ago. But he wanted kinky stuff. I mean, there are limits. But I did not want to be rude. I let his do anything he wanted to my body! Erotica: All individuals are unrelated adults. Role play.
