" He cupped his hand, spanking her sopping pussy again. "I'm sorry!" She panted through her moans. "Every time you moan, I expect you to apologise ...gain, for being so disobedient." SMACK. " I'm sorry!" SMACK. " Ooh, I'm sorry." SMACK. SMACK. SMACK! "Sssssssorryyyy..." Claire's pussy was on fire. With every spank, she felt a burning pain tainted with tingling pleasure. Her dripping slit was pulsing, longing for some attention too. She dared not move. As her teacher continued. After that, the only sounds were my slurping and groaning like all this had really turned me on. Thank God, Kylie soon stopped crying and went back to sleep. Stuart was drunk, of course, so it took forever to get him off. When he finally came, he patted my head, I swear I'm not making that up, then stumbled over to the couch and went to sleep. A few minutes later, Kylie and I were heading home to my mother. Anyway, since then, I'd get these panicky feelings when around guys Stuart's. Licking and sucking and gently biting down on the nipple and rolling the nipple of the other breast in her fingers. Each one made sure to lave equal attention to each breast. Anne slid her hand down and began to slowly dance her fingers over Heathers clit and just waited for the reaction she was sure would follow. Heather thrust her hips up toward the invading hand and Anne obliged by stroking Heathers cunt with her fingers. Slowly and gently inserting a finger Anne was not surprised to find. She glances over at me just as she reaches for the tank top, so I quickly get back to looking for a shirt. I think she noticed me because once she got the tank top on she asked if she could borrow a pair of my underwear. My heart began beating faster because I knew that I had been caught, but I just went along with it in hopes that I was wrong. I got a shirt for her and my boxers then walked over to her and set them on the couch. I did not know what to say or do so I just stood there. She asked.