Chapter 22

“Your breast are so distracting”

Miss Diaz said. “Beautiful, but I wish to concentrate, where were we”

Miss Diaz watched me in the mirror, with her hands slid on my waist as she nipped and kissed me on my shoulders. Her Fingers slid into the top of my black panties and eased them down. Baring nothing but my wet part.

Miss Diaz fingers crease the glistening on my part causing my legs to quiver and a smile spread on her face.

“Oh, fuck” she breathed and my face burned with redness.

“And I’ve thought of this moment, this look on your face. What would I see in your eyes when I touched you, will they be begging, what would my fingers feel when they’re pushed inside you.

I groaned loudly as Miss Diaz fingers brushed through my stomach and slid down slowly across m wet legs.

“please” I whispered.

“Now do you remember how it felt that night when i couldn’t have you? With all that dripping wetness? Do you want me too?

Do you want me to push past your lace then and touch you, have you w