Courtney was still asleep in her room. I poured myself a glass of water while waiting for my coffee to be ready. The door of Courtney’s room opene... and Mark walked out in his T-shirt and boxers once again. My eyes started to well up as he joined me in the kitchen. “What’s wrong with you?” he asked as a tear began to roll down my cheek.“Derek knows. You asshole. Derek knows.”“How?”“He heard you taking in the locker room. Who the fuck were you telling? Why would you tell anyone?!” My. Julia and I agreed that we should try to think of a way of making this happen if we could as three of us had all been embarrassed and stung by her punishments. A few minutes later Jim said he’d got it, we would threaten to tell the college and her husband about her punishment activities unless she agreed to take some of her own medicine. That seemed simple enough and we all thought it would work. We decided that the best approach would be to let the lesson run it’s course and then spank her at. Born on the mainland to a wealthy minor noble family. Highly educated. “Received british” accent. 5 foot 8 inches tall. 26 years old. 36 D bust. Weighs 10 and a half stone. Looks like she weighs less due to having a deceptive amount of muscle. Long, straight, dark brown hair usually pulled back into a single braid. Brown eyes. Wears sensible, well worn but cared for boots, dark brown trousers with large pockets on the thighs, a man’s button up beige shirt, and a black hat with curved-up sides. "I figured Billy better hurry up and cum, because Daddy's prick was swelling in my mouth, and his big hairy balls were all pulled up close to his body, just like Billy's do right before he squirts his cream.They managed to do it at the same time. I felt Daddy's cream spray into the back of my mouth just when I felt this warm gush in my bott... I mean asshole. Billy doesn't want me to use any of the little girl words for things anymore. I have to say prick, cock, cunt, pussy, asshole, and fuck.