I missed the little silver colored SUV pulling out from the left into the center divider, then into my lane. By the time I saw it and slammed on the b...akes it was too late. There was a long string of whirling lights and noise, then quiet. I remember the lights in my face when I woke up, heard voices. ‘I got him back.’ a woman’s voice. ‘Tie that off, he’s bleeding out!’ ‘Poor bastard.’ A deeper male voice. ‘I can’t believe he is still alive.’ I passed out again. I woke up feeling funny, all I. "I started with small kisses, the tip of her nose, on the cheek. I sucked on her earlobe then playfully stuck the tip of my tongue into her ear. I hated it when someone did it to me, but it was such a turn on when I did to her. I sucked on the side of her neck like I was going to give her a hickey, but I knew better than to do that. It would difficult for her to explain with her position.I went back to her mouth to smother it with kisses. I was fighting hard to keep my anticipation in check. It. I need to get dressed really quick." And so I waited. Not wanting to sit down, still buzzing from my morning coffee, I began looking at family photos hanging on the walls in the bedroom hallway. Leaving your bedroom door opened a crack, I decided to take a chance and peek in on you. The thought of catching a glimpse of your naked flesh was too strong to resist.. and so I peeked. Not finding you I looked closer and spotted you in your bedroom bathroom, which also had been left open a crack. I. She wiped her eyes with her right hand.“Yes, Miss Downey. I’m sorry, Miss Downey. I only did it so I could find out what a punishment from you was like. I’m sorry, Miss.” The seventeen-year-old sniffed and sobbed as Helen resumed her work.“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”The twenty-three-year-old teacher slapped the girl’s thighs and backs of legs slow and hard and had to use all her strength to hold the naughty sixth former in.