After studying for a while, her hand slid to my thigh and I looked over to see Mr. Johnson watching. I pushed her hand back and stood up."Well, that's...probably enough. Thank you, Mrs. Johnson, for your help," I said nervously smiling, walking towards the door.Mr. Johnson walked out from behind his desk and said, "Wait. Don't you owe my wife something?"Shocked I replied, "Oh, yes. How much do I owe you?" What the fuck? I didn't have any money with me."I believe she found your last payment. Our tongues clashed and breaths exhausted. She rolled us both over, her arms caught her weight and she moved down. She licked my cock clean and sucked out the remains of my cum. She started stroking me and positioned herself on to my cock. Then, she lowered her body as she inserted my freshly fucked cock into her still wet cunt.She moved her knees to move herself up and down and she fucked me like riding a bull. Then she allowed her pussy to eat down my entire cock, right down to the root. She. I’m going to show you a few moves to give you an idea.”They ran through some drills, but it seemed to Tegan that Trevor was enjoying throwing her around a little more than he perhaps should have. More than once, when he had her pinned to the mat, their eyes met and lingered for a few seconds more than necessary before getting off her to go again. She did learn some things, though. She learned how to slip out of his grip, or twist herself into a position where he couldn’t hold her as. She did so slowly watching him watch her. Suddenly he leaned forward and caught her hair behind her, pulling her head back. He leaned forward calmly to tell her off."You are my slave. You don't look at me unless I have you. Understand." "Yes ny Master." She gasped out, she knew that much, he always made her say that online. He released her hair and she quickly looked down while she washed herself. She found that even though she wasn't looking at him and couldn't see him, she knew where his gaze.