She turned to face him, her eyes wide and dark, whether with fear or arousal he could not distinguish. Her lips trembled as she spoke, softly: ‘I do...not know the first thing about you, and yet you claim to be my husband.’ Fear, he acknowledged, and the thought shamed him. Tenderly, he stroked her hair. ‘Know,’ he said in what he believed was a suitably sombre and sincere tone, ‘that I care for you very much.’ Such language, which seemed to have been lifted from one of her romantic novels,. Abi wasted no time in slithering across to lie closer to her left side and then we both started to snuggle in closer.I kissed the side of her breast briefly. It felt weird but my body tingled and I wanted more. I kissed it a bit further up and Mum sighed, "Oh my God. You gorgeous sweet thing". The feel of the smooth warm skin of her breast against my lips was different to anything else I'd ever felt. Quite spongy but still fairly firm. Of course, Abi had so little there that it didn't compare. He was still in his dressing gown as he let me in the door and, without hesitation, pulled me to him and snogged me. I responded very eagerly. Bear in mind that earlier in the day was the first time I had ever even kissed another person in this way.We were on his sofa very quickly and as we continued to snog, his hands roamed over my clothes, and I reached into his gown to find his stiff large cock. He broke the kiss and told me to stand up and undress. He sat back after discarding his gown and. The teacher raises her hand and slaps. She pauses. Slaps again. Five times.Miss Sutton: Like that, Linda?Linda: Harder. You know I can take it.Miss Sutton nods to Gary who is standing behind his daughter, out of her sight. Tentatively, he brings his palm down on the thinly-clad bottom. Linda wriggles encouragingly. He slaps again, a little harder. Then harder still.Dr Gordon (who has been watching closely): Is that working for you, Linda?Linda: Yes, sir. It's very good.Dr Gordon: Is your cunt.