But..." She flapped her hands."What's the matter?" I asked. "You want me to touch you here?"I slid both hands over her breasts, and she arched her bac... into them."Oooooo... You know I do," she whined."Then say something," I said. "How am I supposed to know what you want?" I can't just tell you what I want," she moaned. "You're an older man. You shouldn't be touching a young girl like me in the first place." Why not?" I asked, letting my hand slide down to her abdomen, where it grazed her pubic. "Shouts of, "gross!" and "eww! icky!" quickly filled the air."Silence, imbeciles!"I couldn’t help but smile at the playful banter between them, and at the mock seriousness suddenly on all their faces."Now that is, by society’s moral, wrong. For one because it is sexual, and sexuality between a student and teacher is forbidden. And also because kissing feet is something a majority of society considers revolting, and therefore taboo as well. With me so far?"I had to give it to her. She knew how. Then two minutes later we pulled up outside an office block. He pointed out his office to me then we got out of car and he went into the building. After a few minutes the lights went off then on then off then on. I entered the building and went up the stairs. There was only one door so I took my tracksuit and shoes off and knocked on the door."Come in Marie," I heard through the door. I opened it and went into a big conference size room with a big table and chairs in the middle. Kevin was sat. I massaged each toe of her feet and I took each leg and massaged it in one go from top to bottom. I asked her to turn around and I poured oil on her boobs. I massaged her boobs kneaded them, pumped and pulled them. I groped each boob in my hands and squeezed each of the boob in my both hands. I twisted and rotated the nipples. I kept on pulling the boobs and nipples. Her moaning got louder and louder. She was in ecstasy and kept moaning loudly. I pumped her boobs for a pretty good time and used.