Keeping with that rhythm I then insert my middle finger as well, making you quiver, even more, feeling tiny little waves start to wash over you. You a...e so turned on at this point that you know that if I continue there will be no doubt that you will come soon, and hard. I sense your arousal and acceptance of the second finger, and after a few more seconds of sliding them in and out of you, and still continuing to circle your clitoris with the other finger, I then push them gently just a little. The vibrators kept on working.“Please Sir, may I come this time,” she said looking at me. She wanted me to know that she was really begging.“You know I am going to pull the strings.”“I need to come, please, please let me come.”Another wave was starting. “You can come,” I said, “but you must scream that you are coming when you do. That is when I will pull the pins off.”She just nodded. She was breathing short breaths through her mouth. She was drooling. And the next wave was coming. “Fight it as. And in that moment the thought was out-of-reach, floating far beyond the expanse of the grass. The day was bright and there were napkins loose in the light breeze. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted another one of my students. I was beginning to feel that I should go, or that I was close to staying past my welcome, and I told them I should go say hi to some others. Julia’s mom offered tea if I were to come by in the summer and I was amicable. Julia took a break from playing with her hair bow. “We can’t touch. We can’t do anything else.”I heard how close she was to giving it up. It was in the tone of her voice as the uncertainty in her face shifted to something that told me she was about to agree.“I know,” I said as I pawed at the front of my jeans. “I just want to look.”“No getting carried away and trying to grab me,” she warned, stern and no-nonsense. “I know what men are like. They’ll say anything…”“No, I won’t! I promise!”Her eyes narrowed as she studied me for sincerity. It was.