I was afraid they wouldn't learn without me. Heidi's reassurances didn't help much though I knew she meant well. To me, teaching is a calling, a thing...you have to do. To not teach, to pass the baton to another, even to one who also feels the call just feels wrong.The was nothing to do but go home and wait. Nine days I waited. Nine days of worry. Nine days of boredom, though by the fifth I was pretty sure I wasn't going to die. Nine days without my kids. Then I got a phone call that filled me. Her raspy voice was echoing in my ears and my heart was throbbing for her.My clit was swollen for her too.I could feel her legs wrapped around me as I was tongue fucking her..I wanted her there now, more than ever... My mind was over heating...My cunt was dripping wet and my ass was on fire...I unplugged the telephone receiver and shoved it right up my juicy, hot cunt.. I had done this night before and the phone receiver was spicied up for another go...I had forgotten my dildo and strap on.The. . strip now ... or I press this button and off goes your photos to your family and to the police" I countered as my finger hovered over the 'Enter' button on my keyboard. I lowered my finger and stroked it across the surface of the key."Oh ... stop ... stop..." she cried out at me."Strip now..." I demanded back.With a defeated look on her face she proceeded to peel off her clothes. First came the mid-thigh length black dress that she was wearing, leaving her in bra, panties, supenders and black. At one point, she leant over to guide my hands on the keyboard and I felt her boobs press against my back.Not knowing how to take it, I thought I would just try my luck and pushed back. To my surprise, Kamari continued encircling my arms and pressing the keys on the piano. I could already feel my cock erecting and looking at those slender hands, I wondered if she could use them as delicately and expertly drumming on another organ. That lewd thought sent my cock all the way up as it tented and.