Its like insane. Thats you when youre mad. You sound exactly like your mother. I do not. Dont lie. Yeah, when youre mad you sound like your mom. Then ...hen you get to excited. Then, just normal talking, you sound like a valley girl with a New England accent. Whatever, I said defeated. Shut up. I love your accents, though, EJ said, before he kissed me. I am still here, Mrs. Roberts said from the other side of me. Oh sorry, I said pulling away from him. We will continue, later, EJ whispered into. I had an urge so powerful I slipped from his lap and said I was going to bed, he smiled and I bent over to kiss him on his cheek, my hand resting on his, my hand having a gently squeeze. I could feel him harden as I pressed down on him momentarily, 'Goodnight Daddy', I whispered, as his hand covered mine and squeezed it. I smiled as he did in return, 'Goodnight darling', he replied and I squeezed him again, before withdrawing my hand from under his.He was a lot harder tonight and it pleased me. Debbie was waiting in the office when I got there and we were lectured about honesty, fraud and truancy and she thought we would have learnt our lesson after the last caning we had. Miss James said she could not believe that we had gone from exemplary pupils to disobedient children. She said this was the second time in the last two months and could have dire consequences on our education, she wanted to see our parents immediately and wrote us letters to take home and we were suspended. . “Right now?” you stammer.“Right now! I need your cock up me soooo bad!”“But what if someone comes…”“That’s the idea, silly,” she breathes.“No, I mean, what if someone else comes in…”“I’ll keep a look out,” offers Sask helpfully.“You can imagine I’m Karen Gillan if you like,” pleads Jess, starting to squirm around on the bed, her hips writhing in sexual frustration while she fucks herself with two fingers inside her panties.“That won’t be necessary,” you reply. If you’re finally getting the.