“All the way down, slut” Tina commanded “ I want that cock to disappear”. She placed her hands on ly shoulders and pushed down and I sank down...on the shaft feeling it drive deeply into me and my rectum stretching out as it widened to its base til my ass cheeks rested on the floor. “Good boy” Tina cooed straitening up and walk around in front of me. She turned around presenting her ass to me and bent over “I want you to eat my ass” she said backing up to my face.Tina reached back and grabbed my. “Thanks,” was all he said and we went to find our lockers.I got out my information packet and found my locker and combination. I located it and my day got better when I saw Brook Davis had the locker next to mine. Then I remembered lockers were assigned alphabetically – Davis, Dawson. I checked her out. She had on jeans so tight she had to have had help putting them on, which highlighted the fact she was either going commando or had a thong on. She had on a man’s dress shirt she had tied so her. So I looked him up." She squeezed her thigh again, starting to build into a slow rhythm. "He was on the Internet, with some different papers. He used to be geneticist, working to clear up some birth defects. I thought it was kind of sad that he became a junkie." But now you think he wasn't?" Steve said. His fingers were stroking her side, moving down to her buttocks to gently squeeze her flank, moving back up to gently run his fingers against the side of her breasts. He could feel her nipples. We are doing an (almost) repeat of yesterday. Only instead of a belt I'll use a wooden spoon with a long handle, and instead of counting the hits to 30, she has to count them to 50. So if she only counts every second hit like she did yesterday that'll be at least 100, plus any warm up hits that she considers beneath her notice. I've also decided to concentrate on her ass today, so the impact will not be spread around so much.I start out lightly again, with repeated light swats to her behind,.