Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
The course load was light with no assistant to assist. The weather had been exceptionally warm and so the syllabus had been tested with little to no actual practice. It was agreed that she would provide an assistance in teaching and research. It was decided to replace the old skirt and garter with proper clothing and at the same time she would provide an assistance in maintaining hygiene. All with her. The new clothes arrived the same day as the old clothing. She had thought about wearing a skirt and a garter, but decided against it as it would have been too much trouble and possibly detrimental to her chances of promotion. The new clothing would be black slip that traced the cracks of her ass cheeks. It was tight, and held her body up-tight. It was black toenish pink, and very plain, no frills or knickers. It ran the length of her torso in one piece. The back was opened to reveal a highly visible erection. She was sure it was obvious to anyone passing by, but kept it concealed as she had been taught to suppress any sexual arousal. The familiar tingle as her body adjusted to complete its task went straight to her head. She almost smiled as she recalled a time when she had been dominant and her sex life had been sublime.
But, it had taken a significant turn for her, and her boss, for her to get to where she was now. She could never quite remember taking the initiative, though her boyfriend of many years had often alluded to her inability to 'get' him. With the passing of time, she thought back to that time when she had first experienced a man. Coming back to that sensuous life had been a relief. Sometimes, she thought about being unfaithful. Her thoughts stopped for a moment and she often crossed the street to walk home. Yet, she knew that he would see the potential in her and she had to admit she was excited about what she knew lay ahead for her. She set off after him, jumping from one bus to the next, until she was passing him on the sidewalk. 'Cecilia, I almost have your heart! If you would like, I would love to buy you for the entire weekend,' was his response. 'Of course! I'll be very happy with you, I just hope you let me start first!' 'Cecilia, I think that would be a very nice gift! I have some plans to occupy the whole weekend.' With that, she was gone again. This time, she had a phone to ring. A mysterious manila envelope was on her desk. From Moscow, she had received a call from a man named Tribalnips Cam53. The man spoke about a weekend in California.
She was to wear an elaborate woman's costume for him. She was to wear a black bikini bottom, red panties and red stiletto heels. The only thing she could wear was the garter which he would attach to the wrist strap of her costume. She was to wear the garter belt with a red lace lace band at the bottom and a little less than an inch in circumference. She was to attach the garter belt to the back of her costume and run it up the back, passing it under her ass. Then she was to run back the front until she reached her knee. The man told her to put on the boots and put on the boots and the wrist strap. She knew that he wanted her in the pose of a curvy goddess, and was delighted that he had put her in such a wonderfully wicked situation. She pulled on the red lace panties and red string bikini top, and it came off her body easily. It was then that she noticed the large glass cupholder on her desk. 'My, baby, looks as though you've been hit with some kind of sting,' the man said as he slid it around her. 'You should feel it, Tribalnips Cam53.' was the reply he gave. He then cupped her breast and stifled her sweet nectar. He told her to suck on the cupholder. She lowered her head until the tip of the mug was just barely nestled between her lips..
They both received a nasty facial cumshot in this one, but talk about some juice inducing fingering.
I always thought she had a boyfriend, but I could still push my dick hard lol this is just wat the bitch needs?
Tribalnips Cam53 screamed in horror and pain, but she knew she needed an extra something to finish the job right.