She wanted to feel the sexual beast in him to come out. She knew instinctively that she had found her object of love and lust. She can have complete p...wer over the beast, She could contol this young beast to serve her hunger. Her bra fell on the floor and he put his fingers into the elastic of her white panties, resting his hands on her bare buttocks,” Ohhhh Madam, my Madam, you are a Goddess!”” Dont call me Madam, call me Aarti, your Aarti. Madam is only in school. Here in my house you are my. I wanted to get him alone, but not like this. “Cara.” I looked up. “Please shut the blinds so the other students don’t pull faces at the window and come and sit by my desk.” I did as he requested before sliding a chair to his desk. “Cara, I am not impressed with your performance in class at the moment. You barely pay attention and when you do, you are rude and patronising.” He spoke whilst walking towards the door, closing it and pulling the blind down in one swift movement. “You do not apply. Knowing my vagina was going to be filled with this, I wanted my own ass filled during the process. For the next step I crawled up onto my husband’s chest and straddled him so he could watch the process. Gobbing some more lubricant onto my fingers, I then reached down to my crotch and worked the lubricant into my own asshole, sliding my fingers inside myself slightly to get the lubricant in a little deeper. With my asshole nearly dripping lube, I reached down next to us for the medium butt plug. I was the one who bought technology, rather then hire more staff. I adhered to advice I got from someone back in my early years, 'machines don't eat, people eat'. It was true for whoever the person was and it was true for me.That would explain why I had a tiny hay bailer just outside the potting and grooming shed. We threw all the stalks and stems and other cuttings into it, and out came bales of crap for the tea plant. Not only did it make square bales, it also covered them with a plastic.