"Is my little slave-girl's bottom sore?" he teased."My soreness is not limited to my bottom," she replied coquettishly.He tilted her head back and kis...ed her possessively before retrieving a small pillow, which he placed in her chair. She winced when she sat, despite the reinforcement.Only then did he unbind her wrists. He coiled the rope and handed it to Jane Marie. "Pass that to Robert, please," he said. "I don't need it anymore but he may have a use for it since his bride hasn't yet felt its. I love it. I love getting fucked by you. Now please let me climax.”I stopped fucking again. She turned and looked at me. She was a little tired. The fury angry look on her face was long gone.Kavana: “Please let me climax. Don’t torture me like this.”I smiled at her. Made her lie on her back. I pulled her to the edge of the bed, lifted her legs and started fucking again in the butterfly position. She started begging me to let her climax. I increased the pace of my thrusting. I was going hard and. " As soon as she started cumming, that was it for me. "UUH, UUH, UUH, ooh, ooh," I groaned as my cum spurted into my former teacher's pussy, her legs now wrapped tightly around my back pulling me tightly against her. She held me there for a few minutes, then said, "I'd love it, Russell, if you'd put your tongue in me again, it was so lovely when you did it the first time. I hope you want to do it again. You don't mind tasting your own cum, do you. It's got my love juices mixed all in with it.". My intention was to honor them and their culture. Naturally, you are encouraged to vote and leave feedback. Especially leave feedback that is intended to assist me in improving as an author.] * Buzz tossed me the lotion bottle and said, ‘Kay is the Goddess. You job today is to love her, protect her and honor her. You protect her by making sure she doesn’t burn. When you kiss her love her completely, unconditionally, thoroughly.’ She added, ‘Kay, accept his love. It is a gift freely given..