My urges couldn't be stopped, and soon as my hands came to rest on her firm, tone butt, I knew they were completely impossible to stop. Moments later,...she stared up at me with her T-shirt clinging to her shoulders. And her legs raised and wrapped around my waist. My robe was open, my naked body peering from within as I frowned down at her. "Hey Dad. They say if you keep making faces like that, your face will stick, " she said while looking down at my shaven chest. Her finger tips playing slowly. “Please, punish my hole,” begged Sarah.“Even if it means two strokes instead of one?” said the headmaster.Sarah trembled as she watched him rub the tip of the leather crop against the covering of her hood, slowly peeling away the flap of skin that protected the sensitive nub underneath. Two strokes, could she take two full strokes between her legs? But looking down as the headmaster drew back her hood, there was just no way she could take the punishment, even if it was only a single one, up. ”No matter what the situation was, he seemed to be in control of it. I had spent the last year and a half trying to figure out how to take care of myself while being away from my parents. I had to admit, it was a strange feeling having someone look after me again.He used his keycard to open the door to the suite and we stepped into the great room. The shades on the panoramic windows were open and I looked out; seeing the view of the Las Vegas strip at dusk was truly magical.James’s voice broke. "I've been thinking about you the entire flight." I add, "It was all I could do to keep my hands from wandering under my skirt" When we stop at the gate I grab my purse and my carry-on and walk down the jetway and into the airport. By this point the anticipation is killing me and almost to much to bare. I find the nearest restroom and head inside. I stop at the counter and take a long look in the mirror. As I take a deep breathe, the tops of my breasts are visible over the lace camisole I'm.