Amelia nodded and reached over with her left arm, pulling the girl close and ensuring that she couldn’t move. The experienced disciplinarian then ad...inistered the smacks with the heavy slipper in batches of four, mainly targeting the sixteen-year-old’s already sore and bruised bottom.“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”“Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!” “Thud!”The dark-haired Year Eleven student kicked her right leg up as the slipper re-ignited the fire in her bottom, but it was. I put my arms around Mick and humped myself against him. "Yes, OK. I'd like it if you fucked me Mick" Oh man" he said, and he pulled me closer. I felt his hands on my ass grabbing tight and spreading my cheeks. His lips were only an inch from mine. We stared into each other's eyes."Ummm.... but not right now, not today" I told him. He let go of me and stepped back."Why not? Cocktease!!"Mick's cock was a lot smaller than the huge weapon in Mr Dixon's pants, but I knew from recent experience. Many of our girl friends are very attractive and thanks to the scorching weather wore very little, many coming as Xena or her cute sidekick. I must have been half-stock under my loincloth most of the evening, earning me with looks of both lust and disgust alike. Booze flowed freely and the evening gave way to couples finding shady nooks and corners to make out in—adding to the already sexually charged atmosphere. I ended up sitting on a secluded bench with a Xena-wannabe who was well up for. We entered his office and he closed the door behind us. He sat at his desk and asked what I was struggling with; to my dismay I saw a photo of his wife, a stunning blond woman holding a baby. Damn, he was straight; I bent over his desk as I went through the examples in the textbook. David pushed his chair back on its wheels with the same nonchalant ease he did every thing with and laid back. I suddenly noticed his reflection in the window; he was checking my butt out. My tight hipster jeans.