This story is my fantasy to which I have jerked off several times and now it’s your turn to put your hands in your pants and wiggle. So all the guys...your hands on your penis and girls your fingers rubbing that clit.When I was 18 I was doing BMS and it had an accountancy subject which was difficult for me. So I had to undergo tuitions. So here comes the busty woman of the story, I started going to a tuition teacher for that subject her name was Deepika, age 49, very busty and not too fit. She. "Thirteen. f******n. Fifteen." I had just started to relax, when I heard, and then felt the whip, exactly on the sixteenth tick. I screamed, and pressed wildly against the post, rubbing on it. John kept counting; on twenty, he hit me again, and again on twenty-four and twenty-eight. I knew when each blow was coming, and before each one I'd try to escape, and press myself deep into the pole to hide before he hit me again. But each of these attempts stimulated me more; I found myself trying to. Then she grabbed his hair and pulled his head up."How is that a 15 year old boy knows how to eat pussy so well?" Yes Mistress, I mean, uh, I..." I really didn't want to tell a predator like her about Jenny and Rachel. "Mistress, there's this girl in my neighborhood who..." 5 strokes for lying." No Mistress, I'll tell..."She slapped me, "5 more for saying no to me. Pull me back," she said to one of the trainers. Whimpering, Timmy cowered on the floor. They alternated beating his back with their. She did not see him the next day. Not that she was really expecting to see him, but she was hoping to. She wanted him. She felt a little down that day even though she had returned to her usual department. She met Neil for lunch and actually sat at the same table she had sat at the day before with Karl. Karl had made her horny sitting there yesterday; how different it had been that day. The following day was Saturday, the busiest day of the week. The lingerie department was always crowded on a.