.. as long as I submissively gave her whatever she wanted on her visits.Teacher uncrossed her legs and for a moment my glance lingered on the transluc...nt, satin between them. My rigidly caged manhood tingled as I imagined filling my gorgeous instructor's tight femininity."I'm proud of you for making it into your second week, student. You are out performing the average student. As I'm sure you read in your course syllabus, this week things are going to get a little more advanced. You're going to. It was a sincere compliment, but I worried it sounded serial-killery. It was weird talking about someone’s skin. She lit up like fireworks. I shook, caught her eye, and grabbed her elbow.“Ew, wash your hands first,” she said, as I was flushing with the other hand.“That’s what the shower’s for,” I pointed out with a tilt of my head.“I thought it was for sex,” she pouted. “But OK ... We’ll get clean.”Those weren’t the words I wanted to hear when going into the shower with my brunette bombshell. I. She whimpered helplessly, then grunted and moaned in despair as she feels me force a finger up into her asshole. Her crotch and thighs aching as I continue ramming my lower body into her. I kept firm control of her head, holding tightly to her curly black hair, even when she held her face still and submitted to my oral rape I continued to tug and twist her hair. I pull my mouth from hers at last, growling loud enough for her to hear, " Dirty spanish whore," I leered. " Like it, baby?" I stuck. She was lying there, looking at the screen when a guy, who appeared to be late-40s, salt and pepper hair, mustache came in and started typing to her. He seemed to be into young blonde bows and my 23 year old wife was in his viewpoint! He was shirtless and appeared to have already been pleasuring himself as his arm worked feverishly off-camera. T. was lying in the bed and sat up so he could see her breasts. He told her she was beautiful, and she touched them for him,and I saw it finally dawning.