Her classmate was going to be spanked."Pinky... Are you going to.. Be.. Is someone going to, spank you?" She observed how he ducked with his knees and...cringed at his neck while his arms closed and tensed, before he stood straight again and tried breathing deeply, tho his arms were still tense and he was now shaking."Who's going to spank you, what did you do? Why are are you getting spanked for?" She was so sweet but made Pinky wonder why even was she still asking questions. Could he be spanked. Every metre along the way I was conscious of his body, of the slight spring in his step as he walked, of his thigh muscles clenchin’ and relaxin’. There was a thin trickle of sweat either side of his spine in the dip between the swell of his back muscles. I wanted to lick it, to follow it down his spine to his butt, to keep goin’ until I reached the sweet cleft of his arse and the hole within.I must have looked a bit dazed. “You OK, mate?” he asked, worried. When I took a moment or two to. I woke up next morning, thanks to M touching me then I looked to the other side of the bed and I saw S fucking K, right next to me, I was shocked, relieved I was not the only "whore" but also jealous, I had gotten stuck with M again, from one end of the bed to the other I was staring at S while M was behind me, he looked at me and said "veni gordita" come here chubby, I crawled there, it all felt unreal, there he was inside kay laying on her back and I was on my knees on the same bed, S asked. . my naughty little girl is all smooth for me today. I love it!" Black boots remarked, as she traced a black fingernail along the exposed lips of Laura's wet sex. "And she's so wet." Now let me feel those itty bitty girlish titties I like so much!" The Goth demanded."Please don't," Laura begged, but the hard crinkled nipples poking through her sweater told a different story. She slowly undid the buttons of her sweater, exposing her small breasts to her tormentor.The Goth began feeling and then.