I felt relieved because I could finish my shower and leave. But before I could move away from the wall I felt a finger jam into my ass and pull me to ...he wall. The hairy muscular guy quickly looked over at me. I awkwardly laughed and said its slick in here. I could feel his stare questioning why I slipped. He slowly looked over my body and back up to my eyes. Staring into my scared eyes while I was having my ass fingered. Trying not to make a peep but enjoying the feeling of his finger. "Carl started in explaining, "I get back from the store, and she's all ready for me. She brought this white tray from home while I was gone. She opens the bag ... I bought beans, and she pours out the whole pound on the tray."She started sorting ... never seen anything like it. There's two or three colors of beans in the bag. She put all the really dark beans in one pile ... the reddish ones in another and the light browns in a third pile ... took less than a minute."She pipes, 'Master, ' she. Very often I'll let my mind and hands take over. I touch him with one hand (which doesn't rouse him in the least) while I get myself off with the other while thinking of my latest naughty fantasy (which I've now begun turning into stories). Anyway...I couldn't resist the urge to touch myself while my son's stuff was dripping out of me. The thought turned me on nearly as much as fucking him in the first place. I snuggled right up to Hubby and caressed him with my left hand as usual. Also as. “Now let’s set the ground rules here:” I announced “First and foremost, I am your teacher. I will not touch you for as long as you’re in this school—but I will never touch you if you fail another course.”Her mouth got ready to protest. I gave her a look.“You will be treated as my slave at my convenience, at my home. I will not touch you, and you will not cum unless you have my permission. In fact, you will not play with yourself outside of my presence. You may date, but you will not allow a boy.