"We broke off as Mss Wright began the class, she started with his excitingnews, showing the ring off to the entire class to a series of coos andsqueal.... It took a while for everyone to calm down, and once every boyhad seen and admired at great length (each dreaming about the rock thattheir respective girlfriends would present them with when they finallypopped the question), Mss. Wright was able to get the lesson started. Hegot up and walked over to the supply closet and dug out a dummy and. He thanks you for the dance and inquires as to what you have made for desert. You smile and tell him to sit and you will go get it. You quickly return from the freezer with a large bowl filled with a something light and wispy. You sit down on the sofa from him and eat spoonful of the confection. It turned out great, it has a light fruity taste and feels like a cold cloud melting in your mouth. “I see you are enjoying your desert, but don’t I get a bowl?” he asks. You smile, “No as you can see. While she was doing this she would sometimes follow a spank with a squeeze, which meant, for example, if she was on my left side, she would spank my left buttock with her right hand, then squeeze the place she had just struck me. This would have two effects. First, it would leave pronounced red handmarks on my poor bottom. But secondly, while squeezing me in this manner, my mother would manage to work perhaps two fingers into my pussy and asshole. This would cause me to get very hot. If she. Nothing else on the body can do that.”“But have you heard those birth-mother’s scream?” I said, half joking and half serious.“I can take the screaming” He said, also half joking, “If YOU can.”“I just have never…” I trailed off. He knew the rest.“And I’ll be very gentle, Baby” He said in a consoling tone, “But be assured…. I am going to fuck you. Now lay back on the bed for me.”He guided me to sit on the edge of the bed and then leaned down and we kissed… we passionately kissed, and my moisture.