Ilsa inhaled sharply, her lower body now covered only by her small pink cotton panties."I suppose you might be one of those girls who only responds to...punishment."She wanted to reply, to protest, but she bit her lip."Hmm. Nothing to say. Just as well. Let this help correct your sloppy behavior, then."Ilsa stiffened as her new teacher took the waistband of her panties in her fingers, and slowly tugged them down over her upraised behind. It seemed like an eternity to her, but was probably only a. I felt down to my bed and just gasped and shaked. I got strong vibrations afterwards time to time and felt insane tickling still on my pussy…After half an hour I raised up and went to wash my myself.I pulled wet tampon out and washed carefully my genitals.I told Mike at afternoon when he came with the others. Mike was mouth open and just said that I´m crazy. Then he laughed sweetly and said he want to see it personally too.At the next day all the others gave us privacy and went to another city. "Anthony spoke out of the darkness, "What about you? What do you fantasize about?"Thursday was silent for a moment. "Lately? Just you. Will you take off my skirt?" Anthony slipped the skirt down over Thursday's hips, his thumbs brushing the skin of her legs. He felt her arranging his pillow between her legs. She tucked her knees under his so she could be as close as possible to him."I'll start when you start your story." She leaned forward, her hands against his thighs, and she barely touched. "How many men's wives you be fucking, Laura?" he said with cutting sarcasm.Now he started toward her. Laura backed up. His eyes were on her bra."Do you know what I would do to a man if I found out he was fucking my wife?" he said, eyes flashing like razors.Laura shook her head. She was really scared now."I'd kill him," Arthur smiled. "I'd cut off his cock first, then I'd kill him. Slow."Laura shook her head, paralyzed with fear. "Don't kill me, please," she murmured, almost unable to.