”“Of course it’s nice,” he laughed walking beside her, “You love having my cock up your cunt, admit it.”“David!” she said, going red w...th embarrassment, “you shouldn’t say things like that, those are dirty words.”“They’re the same words you say when l’m fucking you,” he laughed, “lying there with your legs open begging me to fuck you.”“Stop it David,” she said, desperately making sure there was no-one else within earshot.“Why?” He replied, “is your cunt getting all wet thinking of having my. Then he sends me into ?my? room to get undressed and put on a dressing gown. He then performs an inspection of me from head to toe, asking me about my recent health and if there is anything he should know.He goes through my bag and takes out what he wants me to wear, and leaves me to get dressed. I knock on the lounge door when I am ready and he tells me to come in. I do so and he sits me down and goes through an itinerary of what the next few days will be like.He tells me that I have passed. She leaned over her desk, her blouse dipping down enough for him to see down to her tits covered in sheer lace. She had worn what she thought to be a modest pencil skirt, pumps, and a white shell blouse. It was nearing summer in Texas. And she couldn’t bear to wear much more clothing than that. Dress code for teachers be damned. He worried his lip; he’d always found Ms. Roberts to be attractive. She had starred in some of his more lewd dreams with him waking rock hard, his sheets tenting. His. She had long red hair, very wavy, to about her waist. She was very tall and even so wore heels all the time. She had great legs and an ass to match. Now we had gone to dinner several times before she invited me in. It was a lovely apartment, she told me to get comfortable and then handed me a beer and gave me a kiss, a deep, her tongue reached my throat type of kiss. while I recovered she went off to change. A few minutes later she came back out wearing a deep green corset and heels to.