The attention he gave me made me feel like a woman, and not a young girl. He would compliment me on achieving a milestone but would also fuss at me fo... not giving all. In turn I did the same thing to him. One day we were working out and joking around, as usual. He joked at the way I was running on the treadmill. Not thinking, I playful lunged at him as if I was going to tackle him. He grabbed me around the waist and picked me up. I struggled to get away from him by twisting in his arms and. I stood there open mouthed as I looked her up and down, her long dark hair falling effortlessly down her chest, over the top of her little red dress that was barely keeping her perky little tits at bay. Her blue eyes looking up at me with link blazing away behind them, she brushed me aside and headed to my office down the hall. With a giggle, the dress hit the floor as she sat back up on my desk. Hands all over herself, two fingers disappeared inside her pussy, fucking herself furiously and. My mom was going to see my sister in England so she asked M. Weiss (my teacher) if he could take care of me. I was like "Mum!" but at my greatest surprise he said "Yes of course! I would be very happy to have him with me for the whole week" (his wife went to see family in Italie, family M. Weiss did not really like); I was stunned. So anyway when my mother finally left that evening, my teacher and I went down to his flat. I had just taken a few pairs of underwears. Since I lived just on top, I. We would park, kiss and when she would get hot she would have me lower her panties and rub and stroke her till she had her orgasm. One night out of frustration I started stroking myself. She got really mad!"What kind of pervert are you? You're masturbating! And right here in front of me!! Stop that!" I stopped stroking myself and looked at her. "I'll give you any pleasure that you're going to get. I won't have you jerking off." And with that my sexual subjection started. When it was time for.