He was the teacher, he would know what was right. Free porn ‘Thank you, Sir.’ She said again. Well at least she was still pretty, she thought while running a comb through her red curls and smiling at her reflection in the mirror, and now she would finally start learning to play the violin, that was one goal she would reach before turning thirty. ‘Sink deeper and deeper into that hypnotic sleep. The tea tasted bitter, and the last sip was quite granular, she saw a trail of white residue sticking to the edge of her cup. His fingers clasping in her hair. ‘Thank you, Sir.’ She mumbled. She tried to pick it up but her arms just didn’t respond. Immediately she felt lightheaded. His eyes had this boyish playful glow, while
