Her eyes have a wild in them that I didn't see before. She strokes my cock as she licks, and sucks my balls. Then she runs her tongue up my shaft only...to swallow me all the way down. I see her playing with her pussy in the water, while she sucks on my cock. I grab her hair, and fuck her mouth before I pull her up for a deep kiss.As I kiss her I pull her close, so I can help her play with her clit. She moans into my mouth, and I pick her up out of the water, and set her on the pool's edge.She. Suddenly I feel the rings around my wrists open, and I fall on the floor surprised. I raise my head, and look at Her. Can I go to Her now? Will She let me? She smiles. She doesn't say a word, bu I know what She expects. She wants me to crawl to Her. On all fours. Like a bitch. Like the slut I am. And I do. I don't care about humiliation, I don't care about my dignity. I just want to feel Her touch on my skin again. At this moment I would, do anything, give anything just to feel Her again.. She thought back to her last day at her old school; wearing spandex leggings under her abaya especially for a student whom she tutored; throwing her long legs over his shoulder as he licked, kissed and panted between her inner thighs. "You are heaven Mrs. Ehda." he said as he cummed all over himself that time. Time passed and Ehda got used to the new town, got used to a new attitude and lifestyle and days went by innocently; she has accumulated lots of love and admiration, but not the way she. I never even thought of her much nor was attracted to her particularly, just friends. I did texted her a few times about work stuff and such, but really nothing more. But all that eventually changed. It was Valentine’s Day and I was bored. Usually when I am, I text my friends, if only to see how they are battling their own boredom. I texted a few people, telling them happy V-Day and asked what they were up to. One of those people was Vanessa. A few hours after I had texted her, she responded.