Sir.” “Back in position Matthews or you’ll get extra strokes,” snarled Mrs Harwood. Without delay Alan returned his hands to the far side of t...e desk and firmly gripped its edge, the thought running through his mind that perhaps the headmistress was actually getting some sort of perverse pleasure out of watching his ordeal. As Mr Jones addressed Alan’s bottom for the last of his eighteen strokes, the Headmistress once more intervened, “Grab your buttocks again Matthews and you definitely will. Beneath him, she thrilled to the pumping of his thick cock, distending her sensitive cunt as few others had before, and as her husband was incapable of doing with his barely average sized tool. Her swollen nipples ached and throbbed, her cunt getting wetter and ever more sensitive as her lover’s practiced and controlled rhythm gradually and inexorably drew her closer to a second orgasm. As her excitement grew he slowly increased the tempo of his thrusts, driving his cock home to the root, the. “Please Brad…” He releases my nipple and looks up at me; I squirm trying to get him closer. But he stands and drops his coveralls and boxers to the floor. He reaches for my legs and runs his hands down my stockings, groans, and reaches up and grabs my panties and tears them across the legs in the same motion as he dips his head down to my mound and inhales.“OH GOD BABY” he moans as he lifts my leg and drives into me. I gasp as his rod fills me to capacity and quickly feel myself match his hard. "Now that's interesting. I don't remember us having treated any diplomats in the last six weeks or so. Which embassies are these and what do they want?" Elaine asked."The Russian Embassy. The Ukrainian Embassy. The Japanese Embassy. The Taiwanese Embassy. List of many embassies. Their representatives want to have an audience with you," the secretary spoke."Ok. Make appointments then," Elaine spoke."You mean for all of them on the same day?" the secretary asked."No. For individual embassy.