My dad had always told me that only my husband should see me naked, but it had felt so good to have Mr Tanner’s mouth and hands touching my breasts....I could feel myself getting excited at the thought of a future lesson. I had already decided that I would return. I wanted to date boys, and having no experience, I knew I needed Mr Tanner’s help. How else would I learn? I did not want boys laughing at me for never having been on a date. I started thinking of what I would wear. Mr Tanner had told. I like pulling them down."I stripped to my jocks and she hiked up her dress, parted her knees and beckoned me between them with a finger, then whisked them down to my thighs with a flourish and ushered me over her lap. Five minutes ago, I'd been sipping my coffee and browsing Facebook."Sarah," I said, wriggling to balance myself, my hardening cock, "I'll probably regret this, but I want you to really let me have it. I want you to make me squeal and buck and be out of control. Don't hold back.". You know all those cases? Where you were looking yesterday?" Yes."Okay. Start at one case and do what you did yesterday. Examine every specimen. Any questions, mark the case. Got any grease pencils?" No sir." Get some. Two or three colours. Wherever you find an error of have a question, mark the glass. Grease pencils are good. So's mascara. Or lipstick. But folks get suspicious when I try to buy those." He roared at his joke. "Any road. Some of those labels are forty years old and more. The. I took my time and caressed every part of her body while she bit her lower lip with every touch. I began to move my hips and grind on her body as I ran my hands up and down her breasts. I moved her hair off to the side and placed her nipple into my mouth and savored the taste. I sucked and sucked hard. Her hand hit the head board and she let out the most erotic moan. Her moan motivated me. I wanted to please her. I crawled my body down to her pussy where I examined her perfect pink. I took all.