Petra called me a slave! What will they to do to me? Slaves were whipped, as far as I know ... Suddenly she feels Peter hands at her breasts. He sweet...ly caresses them. He can easily hold each in his long hands. He takes her nipples between thumbs and indexes. He turns them to turn her on. Suddenly she feels like a human machine. The Professor knows which buttons to push and knobs to turn to turn her on. She feels high and horny and gets philosophical. Humans are sexual machines, if you know the. Les blew his breath into her pussy gently and felt Marty quiver. He took a deep breath and pressed his face against her pussy firmly and extended his tongue again. He shook his head from side to side quickly and teased her with the tongue thrashing inside of her pussy. Marty groaned, much the way Les had, and hiked her butt a little more off the seat to better get him access to her crotch. She wanted his tongue deep. Les maneuvered his hands around to brace Marty. He held her hips and lifted. He did and she just watched him as he nervously folded his clothes. She told him to bend over and she pulled his asscheeks apart and inspected him like a piece of meat. She must have been pleased because he could hear her moaning a little. I want it three ways, she said. I want you on your knees with me banging you from behind, I want you to ride it and ride it hard while you are on top, and I want to finish off by you holding your legs open and me pounding your hole while I look you in the. It was then that I noticed that her face had turned bright red and her breathing had increased, I look to see that one of her hands was now between her spread legs while she flipped through the stacks of photos with the other. My teacher was rubbing her vagina through her thick underpants, her fingers tracing their way around her clit and a small wet spot had already started to form on her panties. “Are you hard?” she asks me staring at the tent my prick had made. I do not respond, instead I.