“Three.”“Four.”“Five.”By the count of ten, she was shifting a little in her spot, but she didn’t make a peep. The students around her le...ned back in their seats to get a better look.It wasn’t until he gave her the “one to grow on” that I heard her gasp. Everyone immediately starting throwing out questions, “Did it hurt?”, “How bad was it?”, but she just said it wasn’t bad and sat back down with a blushing face. I think her spanking affected me more than her. Immediately, I envied the intimacy I. But still she made one last attempt to stem the inevitable lovemaking with her boy. "Oh! No! Billy don't do it, don't fuck mommy, it's not right Baby, Oh! Stop, no deeper, mommy can't take it, it feels too good!" Billy plunged another inch in the next stroke. "Nooo . . . don't! In a panic now, Gail Cried to her spouse. "Frank, it can't be, it mustn't happen, it will ruin everything!" Frank, in response, put his hand on the k**'s hips and pushed as Billy entered his mom once again. Billy knew. The following morning, over breakfast, I couldn’t help but ask what last night had been about.“So,” I said, finishing my cereal. “Would you care to tell me why we had a plastic ruler in the bedside drawer last night? And why the hell you were so obsessed with measuring my penis.”Amy looked at me but didn’t answer right away. She looked away, licked her lips, then cleared her throat before speaking. “It’s a bit of a - delicate issue, isn’t it? Penis size?”“Depends on how insecure you are,” I. And asked if I should go alone.Then waited for his reply.The seconds passed by as if they were minutes. I wanted to be back with Blake. Suddenly the room filled with electronic music as the door back into the club opened. It was Blake.He didn't say anything. Neither did I. But we both knew what we wanted. Blake grabbed me by the hand then pushed me into the cubical where I fell back onto the toilet, my backside crashing heavily onto the toilet seat.Blake closed the door behind himself, then.