"Wait, I, I know you... You're the star volleyball player... um...," Mia said trying to recall the name on the trophy."Jenna Michaels, but you can cal...l me Mistress," she said as she flexed the crop for show."What?! No! I am not doing this!" Oh you can leave but if you do I release the video." You'd go to jail for blackmail!" Mia argued."And you'd lose not just your job, but your entire teaching career, and go to jail for prostitution. You know what? Go ahead, maybe we'll be cellies and I'll. Jenny purred, pumping her head in time with my thrusts. I watched my older sister's pretty face as she worked her magic around my raging hard-on. She really enjoying this. Jenny licked and nibbled and sucked over my prick, moaning deeply in her throat every time I jerked from her lewd attention. The hotter she became, the further my hard cock seemed to sink into her mouth. I felt the rubber back of her throat, thinking that I was as far in as I was going to get. However, one more moan, and the. O.v. this narrative is now largely following, but he’s most likely bang on the money here) her subtext is clear: God, but you’re not MY teacher. I WISH. I’d pay attention all damn day if you were taking the class… ‘Which subjects?’ she inquires innocently.‘English Lit and Film.’‘Oh wow.’ It’s the bridesmaid who’s wowed. ‘I take English Lit. This is so weird…’‘Why weird? You think I’ll be quizzing you on your set texts all day? Relax, this is time-out from study. Besides, it wouldn’t be fair on. ” “Lia, stop.” This time I stepped back. “I know what I can do to you, and what you can do to me. I know how to touch you, that’s not the question. The problem is I love you, or I want to, but I’m not sure how.” “You’re serious, aren’t you?” Lia put her hands on her hips. “Christ, Iris. What do you want me to say?” “I have no idea.” I went into the kitchen. I wanted a drink but settled for a glass of water. “Look, you know that I’m not someone who wants to have a white fence and all that,.