“You’ve got a hot little pussy.” he whispered.Nancy fought harder, slapping him across the face and trying to scratching him. But Ba...ry slid his fingers under the elastic legband and when he touched her delicate pussy hairs and soft cunt-lips she received the strongest jolt of excitement yet. Once more, her resistance ebbed. He violated her moist, heated slit with the tips of his fingers and her brain reeled. Nancy knew she had to but she couldn’t seem to galvanize her. Randi held slippery soap-slick tits in her hands, rubbing her thumbs over the erect nipples. Her body shuddered. Deep inside her cunt she felt a hot insistent throbbing that wouldn't go away. Her tiny asshole clenched.She had a brief fantasy of men fucking her everywhere, in her mouth, her pussy, her ass, hammering away at her until she drowned in rivers of their cum, screaming with unbearable ecstasies.She slumped to the floor of the shower, rubbing her glistening body uncontrollably as the. And even as Amy heard several panicked voices in her head shouting at her to back off, she ignored them and tilted her head to grant him better access. She hadnt had sex in three years three dry, dry years with only her hand as company and to be honest, she found that lacking in conviction, to say the least. This hard body against her was heating her up like nothing shed felt in a long time. He spun her around and then the wall was against her back, and she felt the fabric of the towel rub. I had been caned twice in class, once by our music teacher Miss Leigh. One on each hand. It stung but nothing terrible.Debbie had been caned when she was fourteen once by Miss Arther when she and three mates were late for class. One on her left palm. She said it stung but she didn't cry. She enjoyed telling me Jane cried even though she had been caned before because I had been out with her.It was a Monday, a day we will remember forever for many reasons and one we talk about today.Debbie, now.