It was half erect but was growing. My left hand enwrapped her waist and cupped her left boob and was pressing her nipple between my thumb and a finger... Suddenly she got up and sat on her knees between my legs. She brought her boobs around my lund. She grabbed my lund and placed between her boobs. She pressed her boobs from either sides and nestled my lund between the velvety cleavage. My lund was now fully erect and its head was glowing at the top her cleavage. She started pressing my lund. She let out a little squeal but remained in place."Kimmi, that is the best explanation of spanking I have ever heard," he said quietly. "And, yes, I do understand. I want you to feel free and secure with me." I feel that way when you spank me," she added. "It sounds weird, I know. It is such a freeing thing for me. It hurts but does something powerful to me. It resets or reboots me like a locked up computer."Mr. B continued to gently rub between her legs as she was starting to squirm on top of. When I rushed to the office, the office woman looked at me then pointed towards my counselor's office. So I walked into the room and asked her what was up. Rachel was wearing black yoga pants that day with a tight black t shirt. I don't know why she wore that. I thought teachers were supposed to wear appropriate clothes. But I asked her why she called me down."I was just checking if you got your transcripts into your colleges" She said. And so I answered I did. But then she stood up and turned. How could anyone be interested in silly cartoons after being jacked off by his sister's hot little hand? But they were young, she told herself. They were very young, and Judy had just recently given up her dolls and stuffed animals.Leaving the sink, she entered the living room. Judy was sprawled on the floor, her chin cupped in her hands, watching the antics of the cartoon characters. Dave was on the couch, stretched out with his head on the arm, legs crossed. But he wasn't watching the.