You are this ‘Teddy’ she speaks so highly of huh?” I can feel a trace of disdain as he says my name, and return with equal passive aggression“...ed please, I don’t like being called Teddy” I feel myself twitch as he treats me without an ounce of respect, then uses Bells name for me “So, you are this Dominic that stole her heart, and fills her with such happiness, huh?” I turn to look over him, and the urge to punch him, to kick him, to make him pay for being the reason of Bells tears grips me,. At the very same time, I felt another finger slide between the outer folds and it ran from my opening up to my mound. Then a second finger joined the first inside my cunt to probe the inner walls. I felt them wiggle back and forth as my cunt spasmed and I knew I was getting wetter. "Oh, no, please, no," I whispered into the air as I threw my head back and forth on the bed.I inhaled sharply as I felt my inner lips being spread to reveal my clit. Instantly, I felt pressure as a finger gently made. She slowed her antsy pace and peeked inside the glass window of the door as she approached. Only a few other students had arrived and no one seemed to be in any sort of hurry. She exhaled smoothly and let her shoulders relax. She was early, by at least a few minutes. Things were going well so far for Rachel and her summer course. She was already a couple weeks in, and true to her self-promises, she’d been taking everything very seriously. She understood what hung in the balance, and after what. He helped her stand up and she took a few steps to get a feel for them. ‘How do they feel?’ Melissa asked. ‘Very good. Comfortable.’ Melissa looked at Jean-Marie who nodded. ‘They look very good, let’s see what else fits you.’ Isabelle sat down again and he gently took her shoes off again, giving her feet a short massage to keep the feeling of each new pair of shoes fresh. The tingles shooting up her legs felt so good she wished there were lots more shoes to try, but eventually Jean-Marie.