I cast my eyes up to his, giving him my little Miss Innocent look. Which was obviously too much for him. I felt the first spurt hit the roof of my mo...th and splash across my top lip, my nose and my forehead. Good effort I thought, that was a hell of a spurt, unlike the watery clear pre cum this was thick, lumpy and hot. Another jerk of his cock and another spurt, running from my tongue to up my face over my left eye, my forehead, finishing in my hair, if anything this one seemed bigger than. On one occasion, when Patti was cleaning up the apartment while Laurel was shopping, she saw a black leather blindfold and several magazines on bondage and discipline lying casually on Laurel?s dresser. She looked at the pictures in the magazines which depicted women in tight fitting, erotic leather and vinyl, garments. She saw pictures of women in chains, being whipped or spanked. These pictures burned in her memory. As time went on, these pictures and stories of femalesurrender, punishment,. “Come on then, don't be shy; strike a cute or sexy pose.” Rachel arches her back and clasps her hands behind it, puffing out her chest and displaying her small breasts prominently.“Another, please.” The blonde girl swings her hips to the side, arms placed on both of them, chin up.“And one more for the road.” Rachel cups her face in her hands, elbows squeezing her boobs together.“You practice in the mirror, don’t you?”“Yes.”“Figures. Alright, sit back down on the couch. Then just masturbate in. I sat in class and wondered how she would smell. It was insane, I couldn’t get the woman out of my head. And normally, it would have been an easy thing to get over. I mean, I had lost boyfriends and girlfriends before. I had had crushes that didn’t work out or that I had to fix, but nothing was like this. I was obsessed. I even tried to talk myself out of marking her. I mean, it didn’t take rocket scientist to know that none of it was really possible. I mean, I was a student, she was teacher,.