“Let’s do a little rehearsal shall we?” I suggested. He shrugged as I handed out the play to him and both girls, the four of us playing differen... characters surrounding Richard III’s scenes as needed. As we read, I began to understand how my poor students felt trying to read their lines around me. Even as my mouth said the words, my eyes kept drifting back to that fat long rope of un-containable cock that my lead actor was sporting, my mouth going a little dry at the sight, my nipples perking. After I was dressed,I played with my cock so Dave could photo me wanking,before he undressed took me in his arms,kissed me & guided me to the sofa. I laid on the couch,dress up around my waist so Dave could stroke my shaft which was solid. He was also caressing my arse cheeks inside my lace panties,& I soon felt his finger slip inside me. I asked if he had ever fucked anyone up the arse before & he hadn't,so I took the lead,letting him gently insert his 6" cock inside me. As he fucked me I was. "Wilson, tell me about him, this rough rider." From a war, some war, ah, Cuba I think; President later, around 1900, trust buster the book said." Good, what's a trust? How do you bust one?"The lean student blinked at him. They both paused. The teacher smiled, briefly."Very good but incomplete I guess; now we have a trust busting rough rider around 1900. Sanchez, help us out, where did he come from, where did he live?"He shook his head. "The West?" he asked. "I don't know. Book didn't say." A. Whatever it was, it was red and soft.She opened the note first. A plastic card fell out in her hand. It was the key to a room at the Hilltop Hotel."Happy Valentine's Day, Steph. You are due at Madame Rousseau's at 4pm. See you at the Hilltop, Room 921, around 7."Madame Rousseau's! It's only the most exclusive hairdresser in town. He had certainly gone all out this month.She reached into the box and pulled the red garment out. Oh, my, she thought as she held the sheer red silk teddy in front of.