His hands leave her hips and begin to massage her titties taking a moment to pinch each nipple in a way that exhorts both pleasure and pain…punishment and justice. His touch is a loving caress; a sincere appreciation is conveyed through his fingertips. Taking some rope from the counter, he proceeds to tie her hands to the table legs across the tabletop. After several minutes of swaying to the music, the professor signals for more. As a gasp emits from Sara and without a moments hesitation he again withdraws all the way and sinks it in deep again. : NEGATIVE
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Sara steps across the threshold knowing that there is no turning back now and finding a tingling deep inside at the thought. Not being able to take anymore of the view, the Professor makes his disappointment of her unexcused absences known, and explains to Sara what is expected.
