‘Will you need any further instruction today?’ ‘No…please, I can’t bear it. I’ll do anything, but please don’t whip me any m...re.’ Lisa cried for another minute and then felt Miss Sanders release her from her grasp. She turned her head so that she could cry in private but then noticed her teacher caress her legs, and the sides of her buttocks. As the hand, which only a short time earlier had wielded the instrument of terror, reached her abdomen, Lisa turned to face her. I told this to her She accepts it with a smile I played with her son (rohit) while she turns back to kitchen Rohit want to play game in my laptop. I gone back to my room to take my laptock(that day battery was almost full). Meanwhile she intrepts asking us to have food. She serves the food. Till now there is no bad intention.After dinner , son played (only windows games(cards) , I am afraid of friends , so I unistalled all games earlier) in my laptop while I chatted with her. Son easily gets. " She begged. As they came closer to their conclusion, the flames around him burned wilder and hotter. She could feel him inside of her, growing hotter and hotter. She closed her eyes again and began to see visions of her being reduced to a mere puddle on the couch or perhaps the bed or even the floor. It didn't matter anymore. She felt her hand come free of its restraint and felt herself be moved again. With him still inside, she was turned around to face him. Opening her eyes, she could. “What are you doing here?” she demanded.I was a little disappointed at such an unremarkable question. Maybe the surprise had numbed her brain. Or was it the hard fucking she had just received?“This is my home, Emily. My name is on the deed,” I answered.“I didn’t think you would be home for a few days!” she exclaimed.“That is quite obvious,” I nonchalantly replied.“I have to get going,” Jeff blurted. “I have things to do.”“Can I get you a beer or anything?” I asked.Both Jeff and Emily were taken.