She's my art teacher for my class, which are mostly filled with art students. Every time she teaches in class, I can never concentrate! I'd always get...a hard on every time I look at her, mostly every time when she turns around and her ass would jiggle a bit when she walks. Plus, she has this motherly kind of attitude that I've always admired. She was always strict with us, especially regarding work and our education, simply because she cares a lot for her students. That's one of the non-sexual. Now obviously a sex toy can and will get me off, I’m sure they have helped you at some point as well. And let’s be honest, a person is always better. I mean, a toy is like purified water. It’s safe, it’s clean, it’s healthy. But in the end, the water is always the same. It can quench your thirst but nothing more. But a real live person, with whom you have feelings, that is more like wine. Take some into your mouth, swirl it around your tongue, swallow it, savor it. It’s complex, it’s. Toward the end of the evening the boss decided everyone had to take a turn at providing the entertainment. One tiresome individual recited poetry while others warbled a song or danced or cracked corny jokes. Nigel’s party piece however was well received. He whispered into Helen’s ear taking her by complete surprise, leaving her standing in a state of deep suggestion. At first everyone thought it a joke so he had to push a little further until they became impressed with his power over her. . Mmm, you will.”She licked harder, her tongue swirling, circling. I groaned and gasped, spasming as she licked and nibbled and sucked. Her hands grasped my ass, pulling my snatch against her mouth as she feasted with such passion, making me tremble and groan.She nibbled on my clit. She fucked her tongue into my pussy's depths. She sucked on my labia. She drove me wild. I gasped, my hands holding tight to her silky, brown hair. I ground on my Secaran slave's lips, on my love's licking tongue.And.