Kelly can stay here but nobody rides for free I decided. The next afternoon I came home a little early. Kelly was lying on the couch watching a soap...opera. I walked over to the couch and she moved her legs to give me a place to sit. I bounced my ass down beside her so quickly I almost sat on top of her. I took one of Kelly's feet in my hand. I massaged the bottom of her foot, concentrating mostly on the heel. Kelly moaned, and squirmed with instant gratification. "Oh my God that feels. * The cabin lights flickered each time the wind picked up. Snow swirled across the fields, piling up against anything in its way. Maggie poked at the fire in the wood stove before adding another log. It was two days before Christmas, and she was alone. His shoes sat by the door, right where he left them after slipping his boots on. An empty hook waited for his jacket. Images of him stomping through the snow on his way up the trail made her smile. Steve loved the outdoors. And winter was his. “Being my heroine means being my slut, doll. Do you think you can handle it?”“Please, sir, it would be an honour to be your slut. Please make me your slave and slut? Aaaaaah”I pulled my finger out and rammed it really hard into her tight wet cunt which made her punctuate her sentence with a long lip-biting scream. My cock was so hard it was clearly visible as poking through the nightgown.“Take your clothes off.”“Yes, sir” I watched with hungry eyes as she took the small strappy top off and her. I just hoped the class could not see them. Through the nervous ticks, I walked to the platform and stepped up. I took a deep breath as Professor Dubin strolled over to where I was standing. I knew why. He was waiting for me to hand him the robe. My nervousness subsided as I reached for the straps I had tied in a simple knot around my waist. Now loosened, the robe fell open and I turned my body so only Professor Dubin could see. I don't know why, but I felt more comfortable with him seeing me.