It’s to be twenty of my best with no warm up."I was tempted to feel sorry for Jennifer, but no, she was a vicious bully and deserved what she was ab...ut to get. If practicing on my bum made Miss MacDougall a better motivator tomorrow, it would be worth it. I lay for a while on the bed as the waves of pain continued to surge through my bum, but got up and tidied myself when they became tolerable. I noticed that Miss Jones was trembling and flushed.“Are you okay?”“I will be. I’m glad to have seen. Why not?” She said out loud. She straightened up andbrought her hands to her crotch. She slid one finger in between herlabia, and the warmth of her juices was greater than that of thewater. She slid her finger around the outside of her pussy until herfinger was covered in her own juices, the she slid it into her pussy,swirling it around inside of herself to tap her G-spot. Meanwhile herother hand had worked itself onto her breasts and was massaging andkneading each one in sensual arcs.. It looked like no one had been there for a while, but it was still pretty good. As I was admiring the house, she pulled me and stormed to the bedroom. She pushed me on the bed and then turned around and started looking for something in the dresser.I had no clue what was happening, and all of this was seriously scaring me now. As she bent down, her ass took perfect shape in her leggings. All I wanted to do was pounce on her right then. Even after all this, I was still such a bitch, “What is. Now vigorously finger fucking myself with one hand and pulling at my rock hard nipples with the other, I arched my back as I called out Michael's name and came hard, as my pussy clenched around my two fingers. After I calmed down, I quickly washed my still sensitive body and jumped out the bath, drying myself off as I walked to the bedroom. Laying on the bed naked, I picked my phone up and typed the following message to Michael. ‘Just thought you'd like to know, you have made me cum more times.