" I could melt right here; I've never been more turned on. He grabs my hair with one hand and the base of his dick with the other. He points his big, ...et, throbbing, gorgeous cock right against my asshole and gently rubs in circles to tease me. It's almost as though I gave this guy a list of things that turn me on when I told him to follow me here.My ass and his cock are soaked with my spit. Thank god I deep throated him so much. Suddenly, without warning, he pulls my hair hard and thrusts deep. ”We turned after that and went back into the house. He released my hands at that point and let me go to the bathroom to clean up. He, meanwhile, went out to the car to put away the gag and the other items. He also picked up my purse and brought it back to me. Then he also cleaned himself up.I started working to repair the damage to my makeup in the mirror while he watched. “It’s amazing to me how beautiful you are, even with the tears streaking your makeup.”I looked over at him, no longer. Elena, the instructor, thankfully, was also in her 30's, and when I watched her move, gracefully going up on pointe and bringing her long leg up, gripping it gracefully as if it were nothing to have her foot above her like that... I knew that I could at least get my leg up to the high barre on the wall one more time before going home. "Good work, Jenna, keep going," she said, as she walked past, and I felt her hand against my back, such a light and feathery touch, as she moved me into a. All I could see was her face, poking out of the top of the duvet, smiling mischievously at me. There was a few seconds of silence, our eyes scanning each other, trying to gauge each other’s intent.“How do you want to lay?” I asked.“Stay still and I’ll come to you” she instructed. Then she gently lent over towards me and, without any part of her torso touching mine, reached out her hand towards me. She slowly traced down the side of my face, from my eyes down my jaw to my chin. It was a familiar.