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Right now, I want you to remove the covers from this bed…” as she pulls back the comforter and top sheet, “…now, lay where your husband sleeps…” she climbs on the bed, moving to the window side of the bed. “Now, who is in control of sex in this house?” “What?” “It shouldn’t be shower a difficult question…who is in control of sex in this house?” “I am, I just said that"“Tell me again…Who amateur is in control of sex in this house?” “I am…Teacher?” She responded with a quizzed voyeur look on her face. “Words are EVERYTHING in a control relationship. You must listen, digest, formulate a response, and verbalize that response…now, who is softcore in control of the sex in this house?” my hands motion as if trying to pull something towards me. She looks at the ceiling, trying to decipher the flow of conversation recently. Finally, she smiles and looks over at me, “YOU are in control of sex in this house, Teacher.” “There we go, Lori…you’re learning…now, touch yourself” She smiles as she moves her right hand to her pussy, her middle finger slipping between her lips and slipping inside her. “Mmmm…this is what I was waiting for…” My hand reaches out and grabs her right hand, pulling it away from her pussy. “I’ve told you to touch yourself, not pleasure yourself…there is a significant difference.” “Sorry, Teacher” she responded, looking dejected at my removal of her hand. “Now, touch yourself.” She moves her right hand back to her pussy, placing her hand over it as if it was a blanket, her fingers not pressing against her flesh, as she looks between her thighs at me…standing at Solo the end of her master bed. “Is this better, Teacher? What else can I do to please you?” Standing there, right next to Lori laying on her bed, her right hand covering her pussy, my left-hand slides down to her stomach, letting just the hair on the back of my hand touch her skin, lightly brushing from her waist to her breasts. After a couple of traces, my hand moves to her left hand. Moving her hand to under her head, letting her head rest on her open hand. “Yes, there IS something you can do to please me…move that right hand up under your head with your left hand…you are not to move your hands from that position…do you understand?” “Yes Teacher” as she moves her hand under her head. “is that all?” It’s tough to focus on anything other than her form, which brings a smile to my face. As my eyes assess her naked body, my left leg moves to softly place my knee on the bed, situating my hips between her legs. She adjusts her hips as she returns my smile, placing her heels on either side of my hips, her knees spread wide, inviting me to climb between. “Not at all, Lori…as I’ve told you a number of times…you need to learn control before you can ever hope to get someone to submit to indian you. “What are you doing here, boy? With my face turning from disappointment to excitement, I shuffled up behind her and ran my hand up and down her pussy lips, feeling both how wet she had become and her moans resonating through her body. The memory vivid, I wasn’t sure but Brad?! A sharp jolt of sexual electricity arced from his eyes to hers, she shivered from neck to thighs. Yes!" They both laughed and I saw the lust in their eyes. We moved down to the floor and entwined ourselves in an orgy of perverted lust. She gagged and sputtered, purposefully closing her gullet so that I could break through their wet fleshy coils. 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