She continued to dance for three entire songs. At the end, she walked over to the couch, straddled my legs, sat on her knees and then down on my legs... The music changed from the dance stuff to slow romantic music and I guessed that she had specifically picked out the songs on the list.She wrapped her arms around my neck and looked into my eyes and said, “ I have missed you all week and only want to be with you tonight.” Without a word, I wrapped my arms around her waist and leaned in and. He spread my vagina and glided his tongue through the spread area. He then bit the hair above my vagina and pulled it. The workshop owner meanwhile unbuttoned my top and started licking and smelling my armpits. After about a minute they made me get up and walked me into the workshop. There was a room at the end of the workshop. We went in and there was a bed. They made me sit there and the conductor came near me and took off my uniform. I had only my bra on. The workshop owner meanwhile gave me. I don’t know how long but judging from her arousal probably for a while. I hear her voice, barely audible over the rushing water. Two simple words. Spoken clearly and with authority as an instruction, but carrying underlying layers of tension, lust and need. “Don’t stop”. I resume my strokes. Long and firm. Squeezing and gripping. I stare into her eyes, now dark with longing. Her mouth is open and she is gasping for each breath, sucking in irregular gulps of air, her wrist a blur. And suddenly,. To my astonishment , she made me lie on the bed on my back and took my cock in her soft palms and licked. I felt tingling . after sometime I felt hardness back in my tool . But the pleasure can’t be explained and I closed my eyes and moaned. I felt a tingling sensation on my backbone too. After few min , she lied aside me . I went and licked her wet love hole .Now I acted as the way I read in sex articles . I teased her by kissing her in the inner thighs and finally played with her outer.