"Yes, so nice beneath that soft sweater. But you know what I have to do next, don't you? I want to feel your naked breasts. I want my fingers touching...your naked nipples," squeezing her breasts in his powerful hands.She felt so naughty; his hands so casually caressed her breasts while she willingly thrust them out for him. She wished his hand was back between her legs; her bound leg left her so open, and now so empty. She couldn't help herself; she was bound, unable to stop him from having his. As for the age difference, he said that everything would depend on mutual attraction. He suggested that they could exchange their photos, but first, he wanted to make sure, that they didn't know each other. He also wanted to know how she'd come to the idea of spanking. From reading, she answered. Their e-mail conversation continued. “Have you ever been spanked?” he asked. “I was spanked as a child, but I didn't like it. Now, it will be something different, I believe.” “Yeah, it will. However -. I said what did you do. She said since I was setting next to him I turned so the table cloth uncovered my legs and I spread my legs and raised my hem up then asked him if the stockings looked ok on me. She said he had a perfect view of her naked pussy. He looked right at her pussy then quickly glanced around the room to see if anyone else could see. I said what did you do? She said I ran a finger between my pussy lips and rubbed it under his nose as I told him my pussy was soaking wet. I said I. I was almost certain this was the first time either had seen one close up, and knowing for what purpose it was soon to be employed, you could understand the fearful look in their eyes.“So, girls, justice has finally caught up with you. Twenty-plus years too late but it is finally time to atone for your sins. You are both in a great deal of trouble, damaging school property, smoking, letting someone else get punished for your crime, and not coming forward to own up. Is there anything else I need.