Another two weeks pass. My devoted pet taunts me both in and out of class. She often flashes her waxed labia under her desk and makes up excuses to be...sent into my office. She leaves me notes that ask me to fuck her hard with my fingers and make her drink her own juice.She must’ve sensed the wind is about to turn. I’m still not indifferent to her charms; I chose her well, after all. The girl knows how to push most of my buttons. She emphasises my title, pouts a great deal and wears the collar I. She continued to surprise me as her fingers reached down and she started stroking her own clit."That's okay though you know why? Because you're mother fucking loves it! Because she needs it! Oh yeah baby your mother needs that hard fucking cock buried in her pussy oh yeah she does!!"As twisted as all this sounded it was driving me wild. I had never fucked a woman this hard. I was rearing all the way back driving every inch of my cock in and out of her. All the while Laura was talking trash and. Yeah, that’s good, now push your hat down slightly, no, up a bit, that’s good. Now I want you to look directly at me. I need you to pretend to be the ranger again. Look slightly arrogant, like nothing bothers you, nothing can hurt you. That’s perfect.’ Sam settled down with her back against a tree and began to draw. Chase was amazingly patient. Sam knew that his position wasn’t comfortable and asked him several times if he wanted a rest, but he told her to keep on drawing. After 40 minutes. She blinked a couple of times and calmed down. She licked her lips, smiled at me, and finally said, “I think we found your swimming trunks.”She let me put my cutoffs back on. Then we went back out to find two more pairs of that style and size in different colors. Once she had them, it was off to the registers to pay, and finally out the doors. I was confused about her initial reaction, but she was exuberant while looking for the additional shorts and paying for them. The most respectful thing.