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Jake cleared his throat, feeling a bit uncomfortable under her intense gaze. "I... I understand," he stammered. "We have to be quiet, right?"

She nodded, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Yes, we do. And I think the best way for us to be quiet is if we're... close together." She leaned forward, and before Jake could react, she had slipped her hand into his lap, guiding his erection towards her. "Like this."

He gasped, feeling a surge of arousal course through his veins. Her touch was soft and confident, and as she began to stroke him gently, he couldn't help but moan softly. "Mrs. Williams..." he breathed, his head falling back against the chair.

She smiled up at him, her eyes darkening. "Call me Sarah." She leaned in closer, and with her free hand, she unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his chest. Her touch was featherlight, sending shivers down his spine. "After I had sucked you off, I do not think this Mrs. Williams makes sense anymore."

Jake was not entirely sure about that, on one hand it was true that after some things that his teacher let him do, there was a certain familiarity established that allowed to breach the first name barrier, on the other hand. "I think not, Mrs. Williams, I think I will call you by your husband's last name, cause it is hot." His hands reached the shorts around her tights and started to slide them down, revealing her legs.

Sarah moaned softly as he touched her, arching her back slightly. "Oh, you are such a naughty boy..." she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "But I like it." She reached up, unbuttoning his pants, and then slowly slid them down his hips, freeing his erection once again. She smiled at the sight of it, already glistening with anticipation. "Well Jake, what kind of lesson do you want me to teach you?" She kept her face close to his shaft, her breath warm against his skin. "I am fine with anything."

Her words sent a shiver down his spine, and he looked right in her eyes, looking at him from between his legs, "Mrs. Williams, can you do like the first time?" He asked, his voice barely audible, remembering how she had made him feel that time.

She smiled, "Aren't you a dirty boy, Jake?" she purred, licking her lips. "Wanting you married teacher to rim your ass again?" She leaned forward, positioning herself deeper between his tights. Her breath was hot against his ass cheeks as she whispered, "I suppose I can do that..."

Her fingers dug into his hips, pulling him closer. Then, slowly, she lowered her head, pressing her lips against the sensitive skin of his ass. He let out a groan, arching his back into her touch. Her tongue darted out, tracing the line of his asshole, and then she pushed forward, slipping the tip inside. He gasped, his body tense with anticipation and need.

Her tongue circled his opening, teasing him mercilessly. He reached down, gripping the back of her head, urging her on. She moaned against him, the vibrations sending shivers through his entire body. Her fingers dug into his hips, holding him still as she began to move, thrusting her tongue deeper and deeper into his ass. He could feel the wet heat of her tongue, the soft of her lips, and it was driving him wild.

"Oh fuck," he groaned, arching his back into her licks. "That feels so good." He didn't want her to stop, didn't want her to ever leave his ass. But she did, pulling back slightly to look up at him with a mischievous grin.

"You like that?" she purred, her voice husky with desire. "You like how your married teacher's tongue feels inside you?" Her tongue darted out again, tracing the line of his asshole. He groaned, arching into her touch. "You like how your married teacher cleans your nasty little hole?" she teased, her breath hot against his skin.

This time her tongue went right in, deeper than before, and Jake felt her lips kissing the entrance to his ass as she thrust in and out. "Damn, I am sorry Mrs. Williams. You told me to clean it up if I want more. But I forgot." He was moaning, as her deep kiss drove him closer to the edge. Finally with a loud plop, she let go, licking his asshole one last time before pulling her lips away, leaving it slick and wet. Her face looked a little red as she was hungrily breathing in the air, "Oh you forgot, are you sure that this was not intentional? That you did not want your teacher to clean your ass of sweat and dirt again?" She moved a little closer, her breath hot against his skin. "Maybe you want your married teacher to teach you another lesson, Jake? Maybe you want to feel my hot wet mouth on your cock instead?" Her hand reached down, slowly stroking his shaft, teasing him with the sensation.