Paul was allowed a good nights sleep, as his dreams were not interruptedby his female self. He had already made sure that his homework would bedone th... next day. Thankfully, the teachers had been in a charitablemood and had given them a lighter than usual load for the weekend.Still, it was enough to keep him busy half the day. He was keen to bealone with Kelly for most of Sunday even if something was banned. Buteven the thought of spending all day on the settee with her sat besidehim, arm. At least not when she is dressed.She thinks, “Somebody’s having an awfully nice dream this morning!”“I’d better go.”–“The poor kid would be terribly embarrassed if he awoke now and I was still in here.” She ponders.Savita decided to place the breakfast tray on the side table. She moves the phone that was lying there and places the tray.She take the phone to keep it somewhere else but it accidentally got unlocked, there was no security code or maze.The bone might not have surprised Savita but. ”“No, Miss. I wore black panties by mistake and bought these earlier.”Her excuse fell on deaf ears.“Forethought is not a failing in you, Clare. I'm surprised.”“I'm sorry, Miss,” she lowered her head. She'd disappointed her disciplinarian. Her fire-filled bottom drowned in her pool of shame.“I won't tolerate your breaking my strict rules,” Miss Roberts said, replacing her cane and removing a thick black leather strap from her cupboard.“Breaking my rules is an automatic four strokes of my heavy. I was Steve in nothing but a towel. I could see his cock begging to come out of the towel. “Get on your knees” Steve ordered. I had no problem with doing anything Steve said. “Unwrap the towel with your teeth”. I was already hard as a rock. His cock flew out of the towel faster than Trump’s hair on a Chicago morning. His cock was massive. It was at least eleven inches. “Put it in your mouth”. We were still in the entrance of his house, my mouth going up and down on his huge cock. He grabbbed.