We were doing it for over ten minutes before I finally heaved him off, but I lay there, not pulling my short skirt back down to cover my immodesty, he...lay against me staring at my curvaceous bum.'Mariel', he said, 'Does that not hurt', I was lying face down on the carpet, looking at him with my head resting on my arms, he was admiring my bare ass and indicating the tight string disappearing down between my pert cheeks.I felt a sudden surge of warmth between my legs and clenched my ass cheeks in. Her breasts were too small to be affected yet by gravity, sort of pre-perky. I hope she’s legal! Give me your hand. Where’s the bedroom? I’ll walk in front of you. I want you to tell me if my ass is too small. I think it is. I pulled back the bed covering and lay on my back, my head on a pillow so I could see everything. You’ve got a great ass, Darling. You just don’t have any fat or extra flesh like a lot of girls. You’re more than fine. Will you straddle me again? Of course, now it’s my time. Mrs Cameron took the tawse from me and held it out in front of her. It was about two feet long, and it was so stiff it hardly drooped at all over it’s length, even though she only held it at one end. Mrs Cameron explained that the tawse had been her Grandfather’s – he was also a teacher, and when she had graduated from Jordanhill College he had gifted her the tawse, and provided some very useful instruction on how and when to use it. This meant that when she took up her first teaching post, she. Soon after, I excused myself and wished everyone a good night. Glancing into Alia's eyes, I could sense her smoldering lust as she offered a seductive smile and wished me a "good night". The pale moonlight cast shadows from the trees surrounding the fairway and green of the golf course. I stood within the shadow of the shelter between the tee and green of the 14th and 15th holes watching Alia approach. Grinning, I could sense the anticipation and excitement in her strides, silhouetted against.