“Please Master.” Emily’s thighs corded as she moved up and down over the long pole. Her tits jiggled as she got up on her tip toes then plunge... her body down, burying the dildo in her pussy. I could see the trepidation in Emily’s eyes as I got to my feet and moved toward her. She continued to pump the cock deep in her belly as I reached out my hand and laid it on her thigh. I could feel the thin layer of perspiration on her skin as her muscles contracted under my touch moving her up and. "I'd love to lie out here naked, but I want the tan lines." "You want the tan lines? I thought most women tried to avoid tan lines." "Michael I'm a nude dancer. One of the tricks to nude dancing is making the guys believe they're getting to see something they're not supposed to see. Tan lines help create that illusion." "So if we sit out here tonight after the sun goes down, you'll get naked?" Shaking her head, Amy said, "Michael you are incorrigible." "I try." Amy smiled. "It's really easy to. Her friend and half of the students laughed angering the teacher who gave her immediately a new detention.In the afternoon, she was once again convened inside the Mr Stafford's office, and as the last time, she had to copy a text. She decided to establish her pervert strategy. She didn't cross her legs rolling up her skirt, just enough to let appear a bit of her pussy which didn't have panty. It gave an opportunity to her teacher to react if he was interested or to pretend to have seen nothing.. She responded to that immediately, the juices starting to flow through her body. She turned over and lay on her front and could hardly wait for the touch of his hands on her body. He sensed this and took his time putting the cream onto his hands, heightening her feelings. He moved one strap of her bikini to the side and then the other. She couldn’t believe how wet she was becoming, and this was before he even touched her, her clitoris tingling with the expectation of his touch on her.