Remembering Her Grandmothers foreboding words of caution about all the memories stored there I declined, saying something of other plans. My friends v...ice became quiet then suddenly spoke of how I owed Her a favor and She was calling it now so how could I continue saying no to Her? Smiling to myself I agreed then hung up the phone. It was 5:30PM as I walked to the car carrying a few empty boxes just in case She might need them to pack with. Pulling out of the driveway I felt a strange shiver. "I revised the second section we talked about. It reads much better now." You left your panties in the car :)" I love your body. You are so sexy. I can't get enough of you." I'm missing you already. I can't wait until we're together again." I wish there was a way we could spend the weekend together."I navigated to the outbox and read Vanessa's replies."I'll see you later. Try not to get come all over my dress this time - it's a devil to get out." You are too much of a perfectionist." I didn't. It continued for some minute or so. With the heat rising from our bodies, we were insatiable and started to make love. My teacher shouted, “Baby, fuck me, fuck me hard. You made me horny like hell.” I began to do as she wished for.She undressed, and within a record time, I undressed myself standing with a huge erection. Slowly I moved towards her. She stopped me and said, “No foreplay, please, I cannot wait for it anymore. Please make love dear or rather fuck me.”Like her servant, I went beside. ‘Marisa,’ Brooke called out to get noticed. Marisa’s face brightened up and a smile replaced the frown as she approached Brooke.‘Hi Brooke! Girlfriend let me tell you something you owe me big for this one,” Marisa said in her rapid fire speaking cadence. ‘What’s wrong?’ a concerned Brooke asked. ‘Nothing now, but that asshole Willie made me give him a “Gojo” hand job before he would hook you up, what a freak,’ Marisa whispered, before muttering angrily in Spanish. After giving the counter man.