" Are you tired?" Lauren said, sipping her tequila cocktail at their table in the night club. They had not spent much time on the floor."Well, uh," Ri...k said, a little uneasily. "Yeah, a little." Really?" Lauren said, smiling at him. She knew he wasn't tired. She knew he didn't want to go to the floor with his obvious bulge in his pants."Well," Rick said. "I, uh. Alright, I admit. You know why. Well, give me a little time. You can go to the floor first if you want." I can?" Yeah, of course. Why. I went to the comments section and posted as someone named “Olivia” and suggested that she be more provocative with the way she dressed, saying that maybe wearing no bra would catch her tutors attention. I was very turned on with the thought of manipulating her actions via the blog and wanted to see if it would work. Two days later, during our next session, she showed up in a tight cream colored sweater and no bra. Her tits looked perfect in that top, with her nipples slightly visible. During. "Look at me," he said. I made myself gaze into his faceand it heightened my arousal. He felt larger inside of me that time. Andhe fucked me much rougher, smacking his skin into mine and knocking the headboardagainst the wall so hard that I wondered if he was trying tohurt me. When the passion was over, he rolled his body from mines and thingswere quiet for a while. "You liked it when I bit you," hestated it in question form. My eyes opened and for the firsttime I noticed that his. He pulled me across the bed and turned me around. I was on my back and he already had my top pushed up exposing my tits. he grabbed at them and I yelled "your hurting me."He said "shout up you little whore. Do you want to get caught fucking me? That would prove everything I saw."I looked down and his pants were down. His cock was sticking through the hole in his boxer shorts. I did a double take , it was big and ugly like him, I thought. He pulled my shorts off pushing himself between my.