Not here. I'm sorry." begged the teacher as she handed her purse to her student.Lisa flipped Mary's skirt up over her up turned ass and proceeded to s...ank her ass with the hairbrush until it was bright red. Mary was squirming on the desk and the tears were running down her face smearing her make up. Lisa noted the flow between Mary's legs and knew she had this bitch.Lisa ordered the spanked teacher to the corner. "Put your nose in the corner and hold your skirt high so I can see your red ass. "Please, it's imperative we go home immediately." I sat quietly in my wheelchair."Yes, of course. The Hundley corporate jet is parked at Heathrow. Why not fly home? Sir William is dead. You and your wife are the joint heirs of his estate. His title probably goes elsewhere, I really don't know. From what I understand of the situation, you and your wife collectively are now in essence the number two stockholders in Hundley Holding Corporation, North America and Great Britain, as well as the two. That is what you expect from a man. Let him fuck you once, he will want it every time he sees you. I like that in a man!I will keep him waiting for my pussy. Let him simmer some. Terry held me close as a slow dance song was played. I pressed my chest to his. His hand slid down, giving him some very quick hand-to-ass contact. To be a Bitch, I slid my leg forward, gently rubbing across his cock. He froze. That was a first for that boy, I am sure. Following it up, I kissed him on the cheek. Then,. Gillis's attempts to find meaning in his pitiful, futile existence makes my ignoble life much more worthwhile." "Whoo-boy!" Herbert T. Gillis said, his arm draped over the cash register. "The woods are full of them. And what is it about Dobie that attracts all of them?" "Don't listen to them, Dobie," his mom told him, coming towards him. "You're a kind and decent boy who tries to do the right thing. Any mother would be pleased to have you for a son." "I think that's the idea, Mom." "Ah, ha!".