" Look Sophie, it's normal for students to have crushes on their teacher from time to time, it just can't get in the way of your work! You go to schoo... to learn, not to oogle." She winked and giggled. "But Ms. Carrie....you're just so damn hot!" I regretted that one too, and I winced as soon as the words left my mouth. She didnt look surprised again, only took on a slight smile. It was the smile se had in my fantasies right after she came up with a new sexy way to punish me. Although it was an. But one night I had arrived at his city-centre apartment and he’d already drawn me a deep bubble bath, with essential oils and candlelight, glasses and an ice bucket with a bottle of the finest, vintage champagne. I had spent the whole day on my feet, working, and was rather glad of the chance to relax. I was so beat. He had lavished me with attention, sponging my back, kissing my neck, god I was such a sucker for a mouth on my neck. He had soaped my breasts, pulling and tugging at my nipples. Fir papa mujhe ek bar dekhe aur fir maa se bole: Are ab tum mere aate hi shuru kar di?Maa: Are! Kya shuru kar di? Woh bachi nahi rahi, samjha nahi sakte hai kya aap use?Main: Aapko kya pata style aur fashion ke bare mein?Maa: Haan haan bada phasion hai tumhara, ek din style ke chakkar mein nangi na ghumna.Main: Haan ghumungi, meri marzi.Maa: Haan haan ghar pe kyu bahar bhi ja bina kapdo ke to.Papa turant hum dono ke upar chillate hue bole: Offo bass bhi karo ab tum dono. Jab dekho chapat. Sunday began like the day before. I woke to warm cum filling my cunt. I cleaned him up without being told. We both peed before checking on Stace and Donald. She was still sleeping. He loosened her ropes. Donald looked terrible. He was shivering and sweating. I should have put a blanket over him for the night, but I was stuck on Terry’s prick the whole time.“Shit.” Terry swore. “Your man is a natural. Must be all the other drugs he takes.”“If he’s sick, he should see a doctor.” I hoped.“He ain’t.