Still, your heart yearned her touch, her warmth, her closeness, her voice... her vicious abuse.A flicker on the phone screen accompanied by a vibratio... and a name tag. Once more, her soothing, mellow words promising love, yet dripping with her deathly venom appeared. The short text, however comforting and warm, hid a request which, if not met swiftly, would entail draconian measures of her part. You knew all her little games by heart from the long years during which you had endured her. He smacked her ass and then held her closely. He was behind her and reached out and around her. He caressed her breasts and told her he loved her. It was something new to her. Nobody in her life told her they loved her before. “Really, you honestly love me?” she asked. “Yes, I think I do” he told her. “Is that wrong? Is that a problem?” he added as he started getting dressed. She said no. She got dressed too. They kissed a little longer and then he said “I have something to talk to you about. He brought them to his face, sniffed, and smiled.He crawled back across the bed to me, and as he entered me from behind, he handed me Pam’s panties and said, “Put these in your mouth. Taste her while I fuck you. Imagine eating her pussy while my cock fills yours.” WOW, once again, we had similar thoughts! Of course, I did as I was told, placing Pam’s dirty panties in my mouth. I could both taste and smell her. It was so exciting, a big cock fucking me from behind, Pam’s essence in my mouth and. " "Do you realize that you were disrupting the whole class when you were doing that?" "No I didn't, Miss Jones." "I never want to see you or anyone else throwing spitballs at the other students. Therefore, I am going to make an example of you and punish you in front of the whole class. So I want you to drop your pants and bend over my desk." Miss Jones would always have naughty students bend over her desk for a spanking. If it were a really bad offence, she would have you drop your pants. For.