She moved her legs up so I could get them off more easily. I threw them to the floor and turned my attention back to her. She had her legs together, u... in the air making me more anxious. I pushed her legs down, grabbed her knees, and gently pushed them apart to reveal her beautiful, shaven pussy. I leaned down and began to lick the length of her slit. She tasted even better than she did earlier. She moaned in pleasure as my tongue would flick her clitoris. Her breathing increased and her hips. I need to be treated and talked to like total crap. Can you understand this CB?” After a pause and some thought I said, “Sure why not?” I wasn’t sure what to do. I was turned on by what she is asking me to do. I mean it’s not every day that a typical married Indian lady tells you that she wants you to have your way with her but now I was shocked beyond belief. Before I could speak anything she said “Come on CB, punish me. Take your anger out on me and my body.” And that was it. It was go time.. The professor was an attractive man, with sharp features, dark hair and light eyes. He wasn’t ‘good looking’ in the traditional sense, but I thought he was attractive with his deep voice and his intelligence. He always had a stern look on his face and rarely ever smiled. Perhaps that was part of what made him so intimidating. “So, what can I help you with?” he asked.“Professor Miller, you know that I come to each and every lecture of yours. I’m always handing everything on time and I’ve been. Sierra was so excited she went from rack to rack looking at dresses. Shedid the same thing she did with the jeans. She pulled a few sizes offthe rack and laid them into the cart. She then held a navy floral printdress up to me. "You should try on this one," she said.I blushed."Pick some stuff for yourself too!" she said.I grabbed a patterned dress off a rack without really looking at it andput it into the cart.After filling the cart up, we both walked to the changing room."Can you help me.