She looked down her body, her left hand gently mauling her right tit, the turgid nipple being rolled and squeezed between her long fingers and thumb, ...ith her sports bra bulging over the intrusion of her hand. The impossibly long expanse of lightly tanned skin between the crest of her tits and the top hem of her dangerously low riding, almost non-existent panties was glistening with sweat. Her corded muscles twitched under her skin and her lower belly moved rhythmically with the surging toy. Towards the end of the day, Claire told me that Mr Shaw would like to see me before I left for home. So at 5.40pm I knocked on his door and his deep voice called me inside. Nick was sitting behind a large, old-fashioned oak desk, the kind with a green, leather matt in the centre. His laptop was off to one side. The room felt formal and professional, in keeping with his dress style."Hi Emma, thanks for coming by," Nick said, "How did everything go today?" Oh, great thanks. Everyone was very. I was lying on my side with my leg over his and my head propped up on my hand. Slowly rubbing my pussy on his thigh.When Ed finished reading about the milkmaid, he was again erect and ready for more sex. he suggested we role-play. All of which would involve me having sex with young boys.“Let’s do something a little different tonight, Pat. I want you to close your eyes and pretend I am Jimmy or any boy from one of your classes if that’s better for you.”I was willing to play along. After all, Ed. I was glad Kevin had offered me a lift home as I was having far too much fun to call it a day then. "I hope you're not in a rush as well" Kevin said, I replied "no, I've got all day." Kevin joked "I don't think I'll need that long but good to know" I let out a little laugh as Kevin started to pound my ass harder and faster. Ten minutes had passed and I could tell Kevin was getting close. He then put one hand on my shoulder and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back whilst doing so, and started.