" It's just a dress darling," she told him."Yes I know, but its what's inside it that matters, and that is you Emma, you!" She smiled delightfully and...thanked him with a hard hug for his compliment."Flattery will get you every where," she told him with a knowing smile. He beamed at this, he was on safe ground for sure.They sat at a table for eight people and they had a great time, there was music in the corner. The barman that night was there attendant, Mark had a quiet word, "my wife only. Harder and harder I fuck your ass and you press your tongue harder against the woman’s clit in response as you lick it. My cock thickens again and I tell you both that I'm about to cum and that you'd better both do the same, no spoken threat being necessary. Fuck, here I cum, I shout as I shoot wad after wad of cum deep into your asshole, the thought and feeling of which is enough to set off your own orgasm and you feel it roll across you, not as intensely as the first one but still a sweet. I was supposed to practice an hour a day. If I missed a day, then I was supposed to practice for two hours the next day, and so on. But you know how teenage girls are. I had things to do, boys to see, etc, etc…. I only saw her once a week, so those missed practice hours could really stack up. I got a warning the first time. It was my junior year of high school, about a month after I’d first started taking lessons from her. I’d skipped three of the six days I was supposed to practice that week.. She squeezed her vagina as tightly as she could around it. God, this was a nightmare. After only a minute or so he emerged from her car with the black bag. ‘Come here,’ he said. Rachel took tiny steps towards him. ‘Can’t you walk like a normal person?’ he demanded, his gaze sweeping up and down her body. ‘Not at the moment,’ she retorted angrily. ‘I really have to pee.’ He made a sarcastic snort. ‘I don’t think that’s your problem,’ he said. ‘I think this is.’ He withdrew the empty vibrator.