I got down between Megan’s heavy thighs and lapped at her dripping puss. Our mingled flavours filled my mouth. After exploring my wife’s slit thor...ughly with my tongue, I began lapping at her engorged clit. Megan had a rather large clitoris and playing with it was one of my favorite things to do. This time, though, I didn’t get to play for long. Already highly aroused, my wife came fast and hard, making a noise that fell somewhere between a groan and a cry before going limp in the grass.. ”Mira was silent for a few seconds. “When I brought up the subject, your body language changed.” she informed me. “You folded your arms and closed your legs inwards. Your shoulders hunched up a bit, and your brow furrowed. It’s okay to not feel okay about these kinds of things.”“Okay.” I replied simply, not wanting to think about what she said. “So you’re not thinking of attempting?” she asked me again. “No. I promise. It’s just a thought. It’s why I’m here. We’re gonna work towards making sure. . he grabbed me by the arm and bent me over his desk. He told me to keep my hands on the desk. Then he pulled out a big black paddle and showed me. He asked one more time for the note. I honestly didnt believe he would do it.Corporal punishment is banned in our school ... The first hit didn't even hurt, and I didn't make a sound. He hit me with the paddle 5 more times, then asked for the note again. I refused. He then pulled up my skirt and pulled down my panties.I started to struggle, but he. He, therefore, said, earnestly, “Thank you for spanking and caning me, Mistress Monica. I know I needed it, and will definitely need it again. What can I do, Mistress Monica, to say thank you?”Monica didn’t want to take unfair advantage of the situation but wanted to make sure that she still had a job. She knew that she could have asked for more, but, instead, went and sat on the chair again, slipped her shorts and knickers off, parted her legs, pointed to her stretched pussy lips, and ordered.