”She didn’t respond to anything. I was waiting for her in the living room. She opened the door of the bedroom and she was exactly as I was thinkin.... She wore a red saree with a black blouse. I was aroused by her look. She came to me and sat beside me.I held her face with my hands and gave a lip kiss. It was deep, to a certain extent where she pulled me and gave another kiss. Then we exchanged our saliva through a kiss. I then pressed her boobs from outside her dress. She came closer to my eyes. She always dressed me for work, lockingme in the tightest body shapers and corsets, frilliest panties, bras andgarter belts, shiniest pantyhose and stockings, largest suitable for longwear butt plugs. It was a good thing that I could wear jeans andsweatshirts to work, hiding my restrictive and uncomfortable yet sexy andconstantly arousing underthings. Every move, every breath reminded me ofwhat I was wearing and what I was denied, every time I sat down I wasimpaled deeper on her cell. “Arghhh….” I screamed, overwhelmed by the strong sensations her pussy was sending through my dick. “You’re soooo tight! I’d have never imagined that you’d be so tight even after the orgasm you had! Your pussy feels like a leather glow around my cock. You’re milking me. It will be hard not to cum straight away…but I wanna screw you for a long time, so I’ll try my best!”As I spoke, I started thrusting with my hips. At first I had to control myself, because I was not lying when I said that it. By now Afton was so aroused and in such dire need of sexual relief, she offered no resistance when Miss Richards let her fingers slip inside of her panties casuing Miss Richards to coo, "Oh my, Afton, you have a very wet vagina, are you in need of an orgasm, dear?!?"Afton didn't answer, she just nodded her head "yes", and waited to see if her teacher would give her what she needed. Miss Richards told her to lift her hips, and in one swift motion removed the young girls panties, exposing her.