He frowned in annoyance at her, then informed her, “Watch you dance. I told you, you don’t go anywhere without me.”Callie smiled to herself. She...knew what his answer would be, but liked bugging him, giving her his hairy eyeball look.Twenty minutes later, she forgot about him, lost in dancing.I SAT QUIETLY WATCHING Callie dance. After some warm-up exercises, she started a modern dance routine. It was obvious she was completely absorbed.When she switched from modern dance into ballet, performing. He put his hands between my legs and shoved his fingers into my wet cunt. I could have come right there. “Get down on your knees and lick my asshole, whore.” Liu and I switched positions as he placed his hands on the wall. He bent over and spread his legs as I knelt down and eagerly rimmed his asshole with my tongue. Slowly, I circled his sweet muscle as I held his soft, smooth ass in my hands. He took his cock in his hand and slowly stroked it as the tip of my tongue entered him. I could tell. He tells me what to do and rewards me with orgasms around the stranger. The stranger likes to watch me cum and puts a vibrating egg to my clit. I am so sensitive that I cum quicker, deeper, because it works with the insistent strokes inside me. I’m not able to stop. I’m either in or recovering from an orgasm. I wish I was free to move so I could arch my ass more, giving access to that sensitive spot inside on strokes. Hope that I could be full in my rear too. My squeals are muffled and the top. I thought it would be awful if liking a teacher was the reason why my grades dropped. Most days after school it was just me and Mrs. Fattorusso. She was a great teacher so no one else had to stay after for help. Sometimes she made a joke of this and looked around the room for other students raising their hands before saying, “Oh Jack, you have a question?” That gag got old real fast but my crush prevented it from seeming annoyingly overused. The after school help did improve my grades, however,.