I then lifted her, took her to the bed, removed her clothes and saw her sexy body. Gosh! Her waist was so tiny and navel was too high. I fingered it, ...ickled it and kissed her. She yelled and screamed in the bed and laughed too. I then grabbed her wrists, spread her arms far apart and kissed her lips. After kissing her lips, I went down and kissed her navel and she got worst orgasms of her life. She was constantly asking me to stop and then when I stopped, I again grabbed her wrists but I. It was a large bathroom in a suite at an upscale Vegas hotel, so in short, it was a huge bathroom with a separate bath, shower and toilet area. I waited for a bit, and then I politely yelled out that I was going to get in the shower (she had already cleaned that), if that was okay with her. I peeled off my sweaty running clothes and just as I took off my outer shorts, she came out of the toilet room but still had some cleaning to do in the main bathroom. I was still wearing a pair of Under. Exhibition 102 was listed as the first class of the morning, so she made that her destination. The school itself resembled a castle or a church, with stone work and fancy glass windows. It was also something of a maze. The other students that Sandra saw were mostly wearing similar uniforms. The boys wore a knee length kilt in traditional Scottish style. A few students, in their young teens were totally naked, except for collars around their necks. They walked meekly behind some of the older. I glowed inside. I was starting to really enjoy that term. It was certainly an affectionate one. ?I know you aren’t used to that. Are you OK?? ?Yes maam. I am fine. Thank you.?. I spotted another smile that it looked like she couldn’t quite suppress. ?Thank you for asking, or thank you for the spanking?? she asked. I didn’t know what to say. ?For asking is what I was thinking. I realize you are just trying to make me a better person though so thank you for the spanking too I guess?, I replied..