I undid my own shorts and let myself free. It felt good to be free and get a small bit of relief as my cock grew bigger and harder with each throb.Bri...n flipped through the channels until he came to a 2 guy/1 girl flick. The girl was sitting on one guy's face, while the other stood next to her getting sucked. The second guy slid out of her mouth and bent over the 1st guy and started stroking him. The girl was moaning encouragements like 'yeah, beat that cock of his' and 'I bet you like touching. He never amended his orders and I always tried to abide by them. I wondered if that was how it would be to have a father. And Ned was right; Suzanne had changed. I loved the way she teased me. How much would I miss them if I went home for my sophomore year?Ned said they would fire up the grill about six P.M. and that I should come over to his apartment any time I wanted.After eating a huge sandwich with Betsy keeping me company I went to my room and answered my mother's letter, thanking her for. “You look like shit.”“Becky must hate men and decided to take it out on me today.”“If I were you, I would sit out the rest of the season and get ready for college,” Coach Mason said, stunning me.“But...”“Just hear me out,” he said, holding up a hand. “A hip pointer or cracked ribs by themselves can put you out of action. The combination is not something to joke about.”“Tell me about it,” I complained.“You’re destined for bigger things. I worry that you’ll come back too soon and end up doing. It was already hot to the touch and the dark-haired Head Mistress said nothing as once again, she touched and massaged her secretary’s anus and pussy lips before returning to the job in hand. To conclude the first part of the red-haired woman’s punishment, the forty-two-year-old Head Mistress delivered two dozen, rapid slaps across the backs of the woman’s legs, careful to deliver a dozen hard slaps to each leg.“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”.