"Come here and sit on this, I figure you must be getting tired from bending over for so long," he explained. And he was right, I was tired of bending ...t the waist. I walked over to him, turned my back and lowered myself onto him. I impaled myself on his cock and then raised back up until he was almost out of me before lowering again. I began almost bouncing up and down on his cock. It felt so nice to at least be in control of the pace this time!I felt every vein and ridge in his cock as it slid. However, "SIX," she shouted triumphantly, knowing it was over now.SPLAT!Jacqui writhed as though in electric shock and bellowed, more in anger than pain, for it was the paddle again."Hey, six is the rule," she said angrily.All went quiet and Queenie said, "Not here. Twelve is the rule here, Jacqui. OK?"After a few moments, "I suppose," said Jacqui."Well?" asked Queenie."Oh, seven, sorry," replied Jacqui, just in time.A hand, Jacqui assumed Queenie's, caressed her arse cheeks again and slid into. My waist is 30″. I have ass that is bigger than my waist and is 36”. When at home I normally wear saree during the day and if I don’t have plans to go out, I don’t bother wearing panties or bra. The intense thought of my husband and untimely arrival of this sales person started driving my hormones crazy.I decided to tease him a little. I tucked my saree to my waist, just above my knees and lowered my saree a bit more too below hip and secured the pallu in position and came in to the hall with. Needless to say, the rest of that particular class was quite hard to pay attention to, and I was quick to leave it.The next few classes gave me a feeling of Deja Vu, considering I found myself sitting in the exact same seat each class, which allowed me to see up Mrs. Shlovak's skirt, look at Paula's cleavage when she bent down for her purse, as well as glance at Proud Peaks' breasts when Paula would ask me to help explain a problem from the previous day's homework to her. I, for the most part,.