"Oh! My god!"My mother had just arrived next to the couch carrying a glass of wine for her and a coke for me. I heard her stumble toward me. Reaching ...lindly, both hands caught her thighs and stopped her fall."Thanks. Wow, it's dark!"Guiding her to the couch, my hands tingled with the complex sensual feel of the silk dress sliding over full thighs snug inside pantyhose and a slip. I felt a little sheepish about being erotically excited by this simple gesture."There! I didn't spill a drop!" she. Burnside's appearance was made even more intimidating by her immaculate dark business clothing and her jet-black hair pulled back tight and wrapped in a bun.Burnside's demeanor was partly that of a strict military officer and partly that of a dominatrix, the result of her religious childhood and several years of service in the Navy. She stood very straight and walked crisply around the classroom tapping a pointer as she lectured. When alone with the professor Cecilia always was tempted to stand. She wore black stockings with suspenders and white frilly panties. There were more frills at her neck and at her elbows covering elbow length black gloves. Finally she wore a pretty white apron. She had large breasts that pushed out the uniform provocatively. Her legs were spectacular, long and slim but well muscled, all the more attractive due to the 5 inch heels she was wearing. Her English was faltering. ?It is so wonderful to have you back. Our guests have been hard but we have managed. He adjusted himself so that his dick was in my pussy. He told me to fuck him. With the cake on the table in front I fucked him. It hurt but I did as i was told. He cum inside me again.He told me to now cut the cake. I did and he sang Happy Birthday to me. He sloppy dick slipping out of me and his cum dripping out I cut the cake and took a piece. I slowly tured to give him a bite and he bit my fingers with the cake piece. He then slowly started putting the cream on me and then he was again ready.