Her legs were still wrapped around me and we were both naked now. She was singing in Arabic in my ear and I was grabbing and rubbing her tight ass. He... pussy was wrapped around my cock. She was moving her pussy up and down against my cock. Her clit was riding up and down the head of my cock. Every time it ran over the head, she would shudder. I could feel my cock getting wet from her pussy. I moved over to the couch carrying her with me. She did not want to let go. She was having so much fun. “. So I called her and luckily her parentswould be going for a little bit today. That meant that I could go overthere before they return.When I returned to school on Monday, things seemed to be normal. I hadnot had time to have my hair dyed back to brown or cut. A few peoplesaid me why I had gone blonde, but most didn't say anything. The haircut went pretty much unnoticed as I usually pulled my hair back in aponytail. Stacy said she would dye it brown again as soon as she could,but I really. Shannon slipped into a chair next to where I was seated.“OK,” she said, as the next dancer took the stage, “I lied. I strip. Please don’t tell anyone.”“Don’t worry,” I replied. “Your secret is safe with me.”“Sure,” I said, “You owe me a hook up.”Shannon laughed.“Yes, I do,” she said, “I’m working on that.”Shannon headed off to the dressing room. The original dancer that had seated me came over to take up a seat, in my lap. She was nice and pretty, but not my type. She asked if I wanted a. ‘Every plié you stick your butt out, forcing me to put my hand on your bum to remind you to tuck your derrière. I think you like my hands on your ass.’ She said as her hand gently slid down and cupped Ariel’s ass. ‘I think you’re in love with me.’ Ariel was flustered, her cheeks starting to glow and she felt caught. Hastily she shook her head. ‘But I’m not.’ She said. ‘I swear I’m not.’ ‘Sshhh.’ Miss Kvorak said. ‘Nothing to be ashamed about, sometimes you fall in love with a teacher.’.