Emily went down onto her elbows, burying her face in the comforter with her ass still jutting out. Sandy stared at her teacher's vagina, which still e...veloped her hand completely. "Um... Emily?" she whispered, uncertain of what to do next.Twisting her head to one side, Miss Ayers took a deep breath. "Sandy," she mumbled. "You can t-take your hand out now, but! Do it g-gently as you can... I'm – I'm a little tender down there." Bracing herself, the girl cautiously drew her arm back, watching in. She said, "That'll be one sixty honey" and I drooled all over myself as I counted it out to her."Just go ahead and make yourself comfortable" she said as she turned and went to a cabinet to get her oils and a towel out. She had her back to me as I took my shirt and pants off.I just had my pants down around my ankles, was wrestling with my shoes bending over and cursing myself for not taking them off first. I sported a pretty nice erection through my green colored jockey briefs; then the bedroom. But they are not very nice to the other players. They say nasty things in French when they think no one will understand.”Jesse looked at her and then grinned. “But you understand, don’t you?”She nodded. “It is different French than I know, but I understand most of it.”“How many languages do you speak?” he asked.“English, French, Swedish ... and I can often make myself understood in Norway, and Denmark.”“Wow. That’s really something. I wish I had been better at French in high school. I just. "Who the hell said that?," I asked at seemingly nobody."I did, Master," said a huge, bald, muscle bound guy, who was also blue.Where the hell did he come from?"I am a genie, Master," he responded to my unasked question "I wasresiding in that bottle waiting to be released. The other genies wereright, you get nowhere these days living in a lamp, beer bottles are theway forward." A genie? Does that mean I get wishes?" Indeed you do master, three to be exact."I started to get excited, I could.