At that moment, I was thinking of her as if I was making love to her.Love and the sensation for her were beyond anyone’s imagination. I was feeling ...very pulse and the beat as if she was with me, and that was it. I felt my stomach churning and the tingling sensation growing. My body clenched. I knew I have reached my limits. I yelled.Me – Baby, I am cumming! I am cumming for you.Teacher – Oh, love. Me, too. I am very much close. Cum baby cum for your horny wife. I really miss you. I would have. He’s going for his nut and I look at his face and get turned on again watching him go towards his release. “Oh shit. Oh shit. Aaah.” He thrusts as he cums. He stays inside me for a bit and then rolls off of me. “Oh my God Chrissy.” “Me? What about you? Well done sir.” He turns and looks at me. “I’m glad we did this.” I smile, “Me too.” We snuggle together and drift off to sleep. It feels so good in his arms. Comfortable. Like I’m where I should be. “Good morning Chirssy,” ZA is smiling at me. .. " Come on. You're not really letting her dare you into doing this, are you?" No, of course not. It's just I don't understand her anymore. Your dad brought her to my room this morning really early. He said she's as normal as she's going to be. You were right about her. She's not a slave anymore, but she still wants to do it all the time." I'm sorry Holly. I hoped I was wrong. But you don't really believe you becoming a slave for an hour or two is going to fix her problems, do you?" No, but.... " I could feel her tits pressing against me under that canvas-like material or whatever they make those industrial strength brasfrom. Her tits felt hot and soft against my chest. I already had aboner. "They're still growing?" I asked. My voice squeaked. "I hopethey don't explode." She leaned back and actually smiled a bit. "Don't be a knob." "I'm not a knob. You're a knob." I pushed her (carefully, atthe shoulder) and she pushed me back harder, so I pushed her again andshe fell over and she.