“They will not be here until two.”“I thought call was at noon.”“I have one student with me for a couple of hours before the others arrive so...we can get to know each other a little better.”I had to admit that I was enjoying the individual attention. He’d explained to me what issues of perspective had to be considered when painting on a wall and that you had to think about where the normal viewer would be standing. The hall was too narrow to get back far enough to view the whole painting at once.. Her rings rubbed nicely at the walls of my vagina and she only stopped when her knuckles and thumb reached my labia. She looked at me once more, just to make sure, then pushed it in with all her strength.I groaned deep and loud. Something deep and a****listic, wild and furious broke loose within me and made itself heard with a guttural, primitive scream. Martina looked at me startled but I grabbed her arm and motioned her to fuck me faster, harder, mercilessly. She pushed in as hard as she. It was the first time she had, and she was eager to share it with me even though I was busy in the kitchen. She had found the experience exhilarating and as I listened to her while she stood there in her baggy check shirt, jeans and trainers, I was reassured that her sensual figure was not obvious in the outfit.“Is it safe to be gallivanting over the heath on your own Rachel?”“Mother; I’ll be thirteen in ten days time; and that’s what I want to ask you!”“Ask me what Rach?”“Birthday present! Can. Her jaw still ached from the last time and it made her drool.The blonde yelped when the stranger slapped her across the face. It was a light slap and it stunned her more than anything."The correct answer, slave, is 'whatever you want, master.'", he said sternly, "Now, do you want to be gagged, slave?" Whatever you want, master," she said quietly."Tonight, you shall not be gagged," he said magnanimously, "Do not make me regret this decision, slave." Yes, master," she said."Good night. I shall.