Drake.” his tongue snaked through my digits, cleaning them of my juices.“You’re going to think about this night for the rest of your life aren�...�t you? Next time you’re in some cheap motel room stroking your cock or even at home giving it your wife you’re going to be thinking about this. Wishing you were back inside my tight, young body.” he moaned and simply nodded his head. “In fact, give me your phone. I want you to take a picture of me….with your huge load all over my face.” he pulled his. I awoke to darkness. The radio-alarm on the nightstand read 2:30. Carla was missing from her side of the bed. I waited for a flushing sound from the bathroom, a faucet signaling running water. None came.Two-thirty became three and three became quarter of four.Carla returned to the bedroom at 4:15. She was completely naked.I was sitting up against the headboard. There was enough moonlight filtering in for her to spot me immediately. She jumped on the bed. I opened my mouth to speak but she. All of her students were passing, so I suggested she could try to help two go from C's to a B. We picked two skinny freshmen basket ball players, shy and farm boy polite. K started reviling more of her thin body, with more nip slips on purpose letting them get long looks. Then with my encouragement she offered them hand jobs, then as they studied harder she gave them short sucks but finishing them off with her hands. She told them they could have sex with her if the got B's on their mid term. "There!" he instructed a spot on the floor off the left in this well appointed hotel room. She took the few small steps it was to the appointed spot. "Your dress!" his demanding voice continued. She meekly nodded and unbuttoned the few buttons she had actually done up, it had been a warm day and the hotel was warmer still, and sinuously shrugged it from her shoulders. The dress fell about her feet, forming almost a stage on which she was to be expected to perform. Still facing him she saw, even.