Setting your legs up on the arms. You're wearing a pair of silky shear panties, thigh high stockings and heels. I begin softly running my finger over ...your pussy. Over your lips and across your clit just hard enough to have you feel it through your panties. They are getting wetter and wetter from you juices as I use my other hand to play with your wonderful breasts and nipples. I lean forward and run my tongue upward across your wet hole and circle your clit flicking it with my tongue gently. Jeff found himself watching her admiringly, wondering just how much of what he saw was genie, and how much was pure Clara Roft. Jeff would follow Clara along the mountain trails as far as he could, and although she easily could have, Clara never allowed herself to get more than a few feet ahead of him. When they struck an obstacle that Jeff simply couldn’t navigate around, Jeff would wait while Clara went on ahead to ‘Just have a look.’ Sometimes she would leave him for over an hour while she. "How was your lesson?" Sandra asked. She and Richard were sitting in the corner of Dobra's class, waiting for him to arrive."I think it was good," Richard said. "She's hard to read. She doesn't really comment on what I've done, but instead shows me where to go next." Better to move forward than look back," Sandra said."I guess. How about your lesson?" Heh. It's going to be a long year." Why?" I have a lot to learn. Bridget wants to rework my breathing technique from the ground up. Like starting. I hand you a blindfold and instruct you to put it on. Doing as you are told, you allow me to lead you to the queen size bed. Then I lay you back and begin to undressing you. "Are you sure you're ready for whatever I have in store for you tonight?" I sternly ask. "Yes Sir, I have been waiting for this for a long time" you quickly answer. "That's because you're a dirty little whore isn't it?" I archly ask. "Tell me what you are, Emma" I order."I am a dirty whore for you to use any way you want.