Shecontinued for another minute or two and then removed her hands fromChristine's head, then rinsed them off. She stepped around in front ofChristine...."Christine, are you with me?" Julie asked."Yes, Julie." Keep your eyes closed, OK?" Yes, Julie." Listen to just my voice, Christine." I am." Do you think I am beautiful, Christine?" Yes, I think you are gorgeous, Julie." Do you like my hair?" Yes." My long, silky brunette hair?" I love it."Julie leaned down to Christine's ear again and whispered,. I watched his face, expressionless, as he examined my body and simply said "Turn."Slowly, taking small steps, I turned in a circle in front of him displaying myself from all sides.I heard him say in a low voice "Beautiful... absolutely beautiful."He brought his hand to the desk edge directly in front of him and gave a couple taps. I knew what he wanted as I walked around his desk. He slid his chair slightly back as I positioned myself directly in front of him and sat on the edge. Still feeling. I saw her eyes glance down to where my turgid cock was threatening to burst out of my shorts."That's funny," I thought, "I've never heard it called a 'car' before." I kept that thought to myself. "Do cars excite you?" I asked."Oh, yes; especially long, strong ones." Well, I've got just the thing to excite you," I told her. "My car, I mean." What else could you mean?" she asked, and then licked her lips."Want to buff it?" I offered. I took off my shades, so she could see the sincerity in my. We worked through some new material on geometry and I found my old rhythm in the normalcy of the lesson. By the time it was almost over, I realized I hadn’t thought about her hairless pussy or perky breasts the whole time.Incredibly, my cock, still aching after its punishment two days earlier, was still blessedly soft and neutral about the ripe and hot girl sitting next to me.“Daddy?” she asked softly as I checked my watch. Ten minutes to go.“Yep?” I looked down at her sitting beside me, her.