The Master was holding out well today in spite of how intense she was making him piston into her. "Leslie. Leslie!" A firm stinging slap across the...face made her pause. Through her stupor, he heard him say "Leslie. You're coming along well. I'm going to give you more of what you want. Do you want more? Excellent!" He leaned her forward, and her eyes lit up when she felt her asshole rubbed by a hand other than her Masters. She knew the feeling well. It was a hand applying lube into. I was wide-eyed when she put her fingers into the waistband of her skirt and pushed it down her legs before kicking it away. Next, the thong was cast aside, revealing the shaved pussy I’d felt beneath my palm.“Are you happy now that I’m naked?” she said, a teasing smile playing in the corners of her mouth.I grinned at her. “Get on your knees between my legs.”Quickly kneeling, she rubbed a hand over the bulge in my trousers and bit her lip again while she unzipped and delved inside for my. The reason why I never saw Erika when I grew up was because her father always kept her inside. By watching the spy camera pictures, I started to understand how painful Erika's life was. Unlike my dad who completely ignored me, Erika's dad was obsessed with his daughter. It seemed like he wanted his little girl to grow up to be rich and successful, which meant that she was only allowed to eat, sleep, and study all day long.I've been spying into Wayne's house for three days now. Erika constantly. Her left hand furiously stroking her pussy in a circular motion, her other hand pulling on and rubbing her breasts. The class was respectively quiet as they watched and listened to both her explain what was happening, as well as to the sounds of her now sopping wet pussy. Every one of the men in the class was erect, a couple of them slowly stroking as they watched. Most of the women were also aroused, and if not, were still mesmerized by their professor’s boldness and openness. She was now on.