And I usually took weekends off, although not always; I had the freedom to make my weekend when I chose it to be, and I took advantage of that when it...was appropriate—that is, when Lee and I wanted to make plans.And Christmas Day, and Christmas Eve before it, were our time, Lee's and mine. She got me a bottle of the most expensive scotch she could find, Macallan 25-year-old, and a set of Waterford crystal glasses to drink it out of; I savored every drop. I got her a really fine diamond ring as. ”“Good boy,” she laughed, standing with her legs apart over him. “Sit up, Ken,” she motioned at him as he pulled himself up to his knees in front of her. “Good boy,” she nodded taking his hand and placing it on her thigh underneath her sarong. Ken felt his heart almost skipping a beat at the thought of feeling how wet her pussy was for him, knowing that he was going to get to taste it and hopefully fuck it. His cock was twitching in the warm spring air while he slid his hand up.Suddenly his. ’ Jessica shook her head helplessly. ‘I…I’m sorry, Profess…Natasha,’ she said. She’d been trying so hard to resist using her first name, but that pattern of trust was so hard to break once she was back in Natasha’s presence again. Everything about her mentor seemed so overwhelming that it drowned out Jessica’s own thoughts. It was only when she was alone that she could really think about things properly. ‘I just…I don’t think your lessons are working for me,’ she said. ‘They’re making me…’ She. .thrusting it against meAs I take your other breastIm my hand Playing with itTeasing itMaking it want more and moreAs I place my wet mouth upon itTo take in the sweet hard nippleAnd suck it gentlySucking and sucking itNice and wetAnd then letting goAnd I hold your face and kiss you with firm hot wet kissesAs I lay you down I begin to kiss you all over your sweet bodyI turn you over and your smooth round bottom Faces meI kiss your neck with your hair flowing down and I play with your hair as I.