"Now you know." Sarah nodded in agreement."You want to taste your pussy on his cock?" "Yes Miss Jane." Sarah sat up and placed her mouth around Tarzan...s BBC. Jane stroked her hair. "Do you still feel like going back?" Sarah removed her mouth, shook her head, and went back to tasting Tarzan, Jane, and herself. "Good. Because I don't plan to. In fact, if you found us the others can't be too far behind." Jane got up picked up Sarah's clothes and wrapped them in a stone. Jane then tossed the stone. There was an instant response.Good Evening from the staff at Lotus. We are happy that you are interested in our offer. Is this ROBYN FLETCHER?Caught off guard that her name appeared, but granted in capital letters - probably autofill - she responded, YESWhich day works best for your schedule this weekend: SAT or SUN?SAT, she replied, assuming she could catch up on her work on Sunday.A few moments passed before the next message arrived in the chat: A town car will arrive tomorrow morning at 8 am. Lisa had picked up the tawse and for some reason I really wanted her to use that on my hard cock. “You can’t let her use that strap thing on my penis.” I said to Auntie. “We will decide what instrument to use for your punishment, not you. I will use the tawse. Stand up straight and put your hands behind your head.” Auntie tested the tawse across her fingers and winced but I was ready. She stood at my side and my cock hardened in readiness. Flick, flick, flick the first three strokes hit. "So I've been told," I retorted.Another student stuck his head in the door."What is it, Mister Bentley?" Doctor Ken asked him."Uh ... I'm having trouble understanding what you want with this assignment and the TA wasn't any help."I stood up. "I'll let you get back to your real work," I said."Get me Terri! Fast!" he laughed."Be wary of what you wish for," I laughed over my shoulder to Doctor Ken. To Bentley I said, "He's yours." Yeah, Mister Bentley, Jeremy actually, knows me. A lot of people.