I ran the swollen head of my cock gently up and down against the folds of those crinkly wet labia, before pushing hard onto the bud of her clit. She g...sped as I rubbed the hot little nub with the underside of my cock.“Do it. Fuck me. Please, fuck me, Mr Reynolds,” she begged.Her act wasn’t as convincing as Lauren. Nowhere near. There was still a hint of that sneer in her voice, but I didn’t care. I stopped looking at her face, and instead gazed down at the sight of my length slowly disappearing. She didn’t like it but reluctantly accepted she will have to do detention. Saturday morning came and Jenny set her alarm to make sure she got to the Academy on time. Jenny dressed in her detention outfit, a short sleeved white shirt, a dark blue pleated skirt just above the knee, knickers and bra, a typical student’s outfit. She looked in the mirror and winked at herself, cute she thought, and went downstairs to have breakfast before putting on her coat and getting ready to leave. She stopped. When I looked up at the animals, they both turned and bolted, headingdifferent directions into the wood. I looked down at my new chain, andpicked up the charm. "Thank you again my friend," I said to it.It replied: "You did well. They will have a few weeks to learn the waysof the wilds. Then they will face two weeks of fear in hunting season,and an entire winter of trying to survive from hunger and the wolves. Ifthey make it to spring, they will get to experience the rut. I bet you'llbe virgin. “Oh my God,” I muttered.“You mean ‘oh my goddess’,” Becky corrected, stepping forward to the other bag, as I instinctively backed away. “I also have black belts in Judo and Kawate,” she said.Then with catlike grace, Becky leapt straight into the air and pirouetted around in a spinning kick, bringing her heel into the second bag at my eye level. The second bag exploded as well, ruptured completely by the impact of her kick. “Becky, I...” but I couldn’t think of anything to say. I was stunned by.