And that’s why you were the best lover I was ever with.”Brian shuffled like a little boy and said with a smile, “Why thank you, Ma’am.”Brian...ell, it was time to steer this conversation back to sex away from love; after all I was still trying to keep whatever was happening between Beth and I as a little sex between friends rather than holding out any hope of a relationship to her. I’m pretty sure that Beth had other ideas, but I was too worried about a relationship between us going bad and. I found myself barely able to sit still in the chair in my private office. I kept waiting for the phone to ring. Waiting to hear from Domina. I kept staring at it...even holding the receiver in my hand so I could pick it up the microsecond it rang. I'm sure you've been there. I didn't know if it was the sex or the lust that had me - I just knew I wanted more and I needed Domina to supply it. I knew how this was going to end...the way I needed it to end...complete exposure and humiliation but by. She decided to check it for herself.She walked through the corridor where the girls were boarded. She did hear a few giggles in the room, but everything sounded normal. Satisfied with what she had observed, she walked over to the section where the boys were staying. The first two rooms seemed normal.She tried to listen to what they were talking about. But they were only talking about the girls and which one of them was going to propose to whom. The normal conversation which the boys of that age. She sits up to take her shirt off. Her long black hair falls back onto her shoulders. She is sitting on my lap as I sit on the tree. ‘My own little wood nymph’, I joke. She unbuckles my shorts and says, ‘A nymph looking for some wood.’ She responds. ‘And I think I found some.’ She slips off my lap kneeling in front of me and pulls my shorts down. My hard wood finally freed springs out, only to be trapped again in her waiting mouth. I groan my approval. Her dark hair falling over my legs, I run.