Please look at me and speak clearly” Mr Riley said gently. I imagine the taste of your cock, I wonder at what noises you make, and the look on your face when I deep throat you and you cum in my mouth.”
At this point Sasha could see Mr Riley readjust himself and was suddenly full of confidence at the thought that she was turning him on. Sasha, feeling full of power at the thought of what she was doing to him, started to undo the buttons on her school blouse, one by one, very slowly. I don’t see you talking to anyone else. I imagine you giving me so much pleasure I scream in ecstasy. And my parents said that if my grades don’t improve then they will stop my dancing. Sasha’s moaning was becoming increasingly louder which pulled him from his day dreams and back to the present. Is it my teaching methods?
