My cock was now very uncomfortable and was straining to be released, my balls were hard as rocks and were almost painful; she came down the stepladder and saw the tent in my trousers. She liked her lips, “Paul, you are a good boy, we’ll have to do something about that so that your able to concentrate on the next lesson.” She said it casually but there was no mistake as to what she was referring to as she glanced straight at my tent pole when she said it.

We made our way to her bedroom and she sat on the bed motioning me to go to her. I moved...