For what ever reason the girl thought they would try and dunk me. Before I knew it the girls had attacked me pouncing on me like wild a****ls. I'm not...exactly sure how but during the attack the girls had managed to get my shorts to fall off which wasn't hard being just an elastic band gym type shorts. As I fished around for my shorts the girls were grabbing at me an still pouncing. The next thing I knew there were hands on my cock from behind and Kate was in front of me with her legs wrapped. Dylan Bardsley nodded his head and closed his eyes, replying a few moments later.“Yes, Miss.”Amelia looked at Celia Bellman-Winstanley once more. The older woman nodded at her and smiled. The young Head Mistress raised her small right hand in the air, took a deep breath and brought her hand down across the boy’s fleshy bare bottom a moment later. It landed with a loud “slap!” which echoed around the room and out into the corridor.Good, Amelia thought to herself. At least the others will get an. Not with cold, but with fear. I stood there between his legs andplayed with my dick in my pants again. To break a boy, you have to be adept atpicking up on certain signs. You have to know when to push forward and when tohold...when to threaten and when to ease back.?Why didnt he scream for help? Because he knew that anyoen entering thecar would see him...see his shame...see his degredation.? He couldnt bare that.?? I placed a hand behind his head and drew hisface into my crotch. He. Dale was a heart surgeon and fourteen years Lynn’s senior. This was his second marriage and second set of kids. He had missed the early years of his first set and, like many successful men his age, succumbed to the attraction of a younger woman and eagerly embraced her desire for a family, one that, this time, would be enjoyed. But the attraction often waned and Dale seemed to be following the path that had led to his first divorce — work was his primary focus.I was surprised that Lynn hadn’t.