Do you always sound this good or are you just sugarin' me up?"We chattered a few seconds, and I got her off onto another channel where there was less ...raffic (and competition), and learned she and a girlfriend were across the interstate at another truck stop. They were just out screwing around, and she was supposed to be meeting a guy. He was a no show, so they were killing time teasing truck drivers on the CB.We hit it off pretty well, so I fired up my diesel and proceeded across the overpass. It was a command that we could not ignore. Come enjoy the garden. ‘What is she?’ Marion cried, her voice breaking. ‘She can’t be real! What’s waiting for us if we go out there?’ ‘What’s waiting for us if we stay in here?’ I said. Marion gave me a long look. Then, her voice now calm, she said, ‘Let us go, then.’ She took my hand and as an afterthought she picked up a blanket from the sofa. Together we walked out into the garden. My heart was pounding. Is this how you die? I thought. I swear I. ” The young teacher spoke softly.Lucy Cardwell simply shrugged her shoulders.“Very well. I know from your behaviour record that you’re no stranger to what happens in detention – so I will give you the choice, young lady.” Pauline paused and pulled her red cardigan around her tightly and held it closed.“Miss Benson’s lines or your spanking first?” The twenty-two-year-old teacher asked, almost embarrassingly.She couldn’t believe that she was going to have to punish any of her students in such a. I lay her on my bed, her eyes were closed enjoying every minute of it.I kissed Aswathy on her lips for some time and then went down kissing parted her legs wide.I sat in between those legs and gently planted a kiss on her sweet navel. and with each kiss i came down inch by inch. Finally I planted a sweet kiss on those beautiful wet pussy lips. I then opened her pussy with my tongue, gently stroking it. her moaning was now getting louder. she was loving my each touch. I was stroking her clitoris.