After twenty slaps your ass was starting to look nice and rosey and I briefly stopped to enjoy the view of your slowly wriggling ass. Moving from side...to side in both pain and pleasure. I could tell you thought you had made it through so I set you straight by getting a wooden spoon from the kitchen counter and saying: "Those 20 extra you will get with your own equipment". You tensed up a little as I positioned myself behind you again. "Count!" I said as a began again. This time your counts and. Once my hand covered her left breast she rolled her head to the right, so that if she were to open her eyes, she would have been looking at my face. I waited several minutes for her to fall back into a deeper sleep and then I began to very, very slowly knead her breast. She didn’t respond. I increased my speed, but not to a significant amount. Seyla’s breathing rate increased a bit, and I knew I was starting to get to her while she was still asleep. I moved my hand slightly so I could grasp her. It's hard to be natural when you're trying to appear so, he realized."I didn't get a chance to say good morning," she said, standing on tiptoes, tilting her face up, and holding her arms out."Good morning." He puckered his lips as he bent down. They had no "G'morning, Pixie" routine, but occasionally, in odd situations such as these, they did the four-second humming kiss. "Now," he said as they broke apart. "The day's finally off to a good start."She frowned and rubbed his cheek with her hand.. Do you understand?" Quack," we both answered."Do you understand why you must knock before entering the room?"Charlie and I gave him an obligatory "quack." We were hurriedly changing into our uniforms to get ready for the evening meal."I don't think you do," said Craig. He had moved to stand next to me. "What if I had a girl in my bed and was getting ready to fuck her when you knocked on the door? If you barged into the room without knocking I would have to punish you. But if you knocked I would.