He giggled, looking over his shoulder at Max who looked devilishly sexy in his board shorts and tight T-shirt. “Bend over for me, bitch.” David gl...nced towards the door, fearful that someone would walk in. Max noticed this. “The teacher in this class is a slave of mine, we won’t be disturbed, probably. But you know what, I’m not going to lock the door. It’s much more fun that way, don’t you think?” “Yes, Master,” said David, knowing his place. He walked to the teachers table and bent over,. He rubbed her clitty with the base of his prick a little longer, and then pulled out.“Not yet!” she complained. “Can’t you go a little longer?”“I’m really horny,” he whispered. “You made me even hornier, and I don’t want to spurt and go all soft on Matilda.”“Okay,” sighed Betty, pulling his face down for a last kiss. “But you owe me.”“Right.” He grinned in the darkness and then got up and padded over to Matilda’s bed. She was naked too, waiting for him. He didn’t have to get her ready. She’d. Under the counter was a small glass fronted fridge containing mixers and bottled beers and lagers. Moving past the entrance hall the room opened out into a luxurious bedroom, the centrepiece being a four poster bed with sheer curtains on three sides tied back to enable entry to the very plush looking king sized bed. The rest of the room was just as opulent, two large leather sofas and a low coffee table, thick soft carpet underfoot, large heavy drapes framing a floor to ceiling glass double. His cock throbbing as it swelled up. She hummed as he grew inside her warm mouth, tongue dancing along the shaft. The look in his eyes told her he was in ecstasy as she worked her magic to get him fully erect. She grinned at him and climbed up on the bench her knees astride his lap. The dress pulled up over her hips as she spread her legs over him. Bruce let his hands roam up her thighs and to her smooth mound which was dripping wet. He looked into her eyes as he guided the tip of his cock back.