I had to wait all day thinking about what was in store for me that night. Through out the day Andrea would do things to me to tease me and get me hard... More then once she grabbed my cock and started to jerk me off and each time would stop before making me cum. This had me going crazy with lust. We finished up a nice dinner the entire time she was rubbing her feet up and down my legs and letting her tits show from under her low cut shirt. After we cleaned up, at about 7:00 pm the phone rang. It. Smelly socks worn by some very petite feet. Emili had given over to my foot fetish a few times. Let me lick or kiss them while I jerked off or fucked her, but she never quite seemed to enjoy the worship as much as me. I appreciated her allowing me to indulge, but there wasn't much beyond that. She was rather vanilla, I was a closeted deviant. How I wished she would leave her socks out for me to jerk off while she was gone... But alas, she didn't. I squirted the lotion in my hand and. I couldn’t wait another second, I got up and went to the bathroom my teacher was in.She was at the sink washing her hands, she noticed me and seemed surprised, I walked up to her and grabbed her by the shoulders and we went inside one of the toilet cabins.My teacher was smiling at me with a sly grin as if she expected me to do that, we locked the cabin from the inside and she sat down on the toilet lid and grabbed me by my belt, pulling me closer to her.- Couldn’t wait to see me again huh? (She. Believe me, Anna, I understand. I could even forgive you, because I have been the cause of your grief. But you never stopped at that, did you?"Anna's eyes ceased their drifting off as Angique ended summing up the causes of her pain. A hard look replaced the softness of contrite surrender she had shown up till then. It didn't go unnoticed by Angique, whose mouth thinned into a line, her eyes narrowing."This is just another game, isn't it, Anna?" she said, sitting up straighter. "You set up this.