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It was one of the most intense orgasms of my life, and I carefully slide out of her. Storm goes to fall, but I gather her, and lift her careful.
“I got you.”
As we washeach other in the shower, I try not to think of taking her again. Finally, Storm looks at me look, and she looks serious.
“What?” I grunt, never liking to be examined.
“Question,” she says. “When I come, can you choke me a bit?”
“What?”
“Choke. You must have heard of it.”
“Of course I have,” I say watching her. There is silence. “What makes you think there will be another time.”
Storm raises a brow, and her eyes squint. Here we go.
“Because you like fucking me. Actually no, that’s not right, is it?” Storm leans against the wall of the shower, and she bites her lip teasing me. “You need to fuck me.”
I ignore her, before her cheeky smile gets to me.
“Okay,” I say, shaking my head playfully. “Maybe one last time.”
Storm laughs, and she hugs me with a loud playful squeal. As if I could turn it off. As if I could deny my hunger for her.
“There is this, though. You cannot go from nothing to choking.”
“I haven’t,” she says. “In my defense. We’ve done other stuff.” She pauses, and raises another playful brow, “I even liked your thumb in my butt.”
I groan low.
“What?” my student asks leaning back in the hot water as I cross my arms.
There is silence, and then she starts on it again. I’m starting to get hard again, and I, it, it needs an hour off.
“Look, the cat is out of the bag, and I want it, teacher,” Storm says putting her hands on her hips, “I want to try everything, Grumpy.”
Storm steps forwards as if intimidating me and playing tough girl. Quickly, I spin her around, and I push her against the shower’s glass wall hard. As she laughs, I hold her in place. I then finish washing her perfectly round butt cheeks.
“You really want to try everything, student?” I ask as I finish washing her.
There is so much I want to do to her, and it’s hard taking it slow. I will not try anal, yet. I will not spank her, yet, and I will not tie her up, yet.
Storm nods, and she is contagious. “Only with you.”
I stop, and she turns to me. I turn off the powerful hot water, and we look at each other. Even if we both seem to have wicked minds, we are clean, fresh and our energy is pure.
That is whenI knowwe have a problem.
That being, we like this way too much.
Storm gets a fresh black towel,and she rubs it around her neck. Her perfect breasts shake, and I look down at her as I put my own black towel around my neck.
“Look, your instincts must have warned you, about me, andus.”
“What do you mean?” I ask, as I dry myself and watch her.
“That there was a possibility, we’d take this all the way.” I cross my arms, and I watch her closely. “Well, it looks like it’s happening,” she says, as she wraps her towel around her perfect waist. As she puts her hands on her hips, we watch each other closely. “And now. Now, you can do anything you want to me.”
