She also seemed to have a nerve that ran from her nipples to her pussy. The slightest touch tweak, or kiss on those pearl sized nips. Would have her s...udder and flood her cunt with orgasm.“Oh goddamn. How do you know how to touch me so good?” She’d groan and press her face into my chest. I didn’t have an answer except to touch her that way again. This time however I had already had undone her pants and slipped my hand into her pants. Fingering her soaking wet cooze. When I pinched her left. But this time I had the strength to break free. I put my fist right on Randy's jaw, just as he readied up for another swing. That's when I learned that he had a glass jaw. I also dislocated my pinky finger with the strike. The teacher and my mom had descended on the group. The teacher had Randy's friends by their ears, and Mom was smothering me. Randy was out cold on the floor. I got suspended for two weeks, despite this. Fighting was not tolerated in the school! Right! I remembered getting. It was close by and empty at the moment since his friend was at work.Within a few minutes we were in his friend's apartment where he clearly lived alone. It was a bit of a mess but not too bad for a bachelor pad. Ibrahim and I did not say a word. He stood behind me with one hand on a tit and the other on my ass and guided me to the bedroom. He violently yanked down my pants and pulled off my top. He threw me on the bed and pulled down his jeans and without taking any of his own clothes off. Regular lapses in fact. Chloe was now far better behaved than she used to be before the discipline routine changed. Grounding and lost privileges were replaced with the far more self-satisfying experience of taking her errant 17 year old daughter across her maternal lap and a solid normally prolonged spanking that left her soon repentant daughter in tears and begging for her Mum to stop. Still, once that was over Chloe recovered, left with the sore stinging reddened bottom as a reminder of what.