"Give me that back! Give me back my dick!" But, even as he raged, he picked up the costume and started to put his feet into it. My Muse simply smi...ed in response. She got up off her knees and went over to sit on the bed. She crossed her legs at the knee in a display of casual calm and watched as he struggled to get his feet into the attached high-heeled boots of the costume, crying all the while about the loss of his cock. Finally, she had had enough of his whining; she looked over. Newman who was probably the best teacher in the world.It took her about twenty minutes to read “The Snows of Kilimanjaro” to Mr. Newman. And all this time she couldn’t stop looking at her handsome twenty seven year old teacher. His smile warmed her heart and made her imagination paint wild, erotic pictures in her mind.“I’m proud of you, Katy,” said Mr. Newman. “You did it. Now it’s my turn, I guess.”She giggled.“Jesus, Katy, you’re trembling,” he said, gently touching her shoulders with his. He didn’t seem disappointed, on the contrary, he even left only after buying a comparably expensive book.And now Susanne was here ... and obviously wanted something from me. Every time I passed the reading corner, she looked me in the eyes, and we smiled at each other. We didn’t talk much, and I didn’t press the issue ... I simply waited ....At four o’clock I closed the shop ... Susanne said goodbye and thanked me for the nice day! I just smiled back – but my decision was made! I tidied up and. “Oh my god your wet!” I heard him exclaim and I whimpered in pleasure with my lips stretched wide around his hard cock. His thick fingers dove in and out, stroking my pussy and I felt the pleasure that was already so high-build. I whimpered and pulled his cock out of my mouth, I couldn’t handle it anymore. I wanted him inside of me!I pulled away from his eager fingers and straddled him on the bed, quickly mounting him. His cock slipped easily into my warm, soft and oh so eager hole. I arched.