He always drove the back road home from my school to avoid traffic, though the whole trip usually took longer.That's when I saw them. "Dad, there's so...eone on the side of the road up ahead," I warned him."Yeah, a bunch of people. Oh, one of them is waving. I'm going to stop - roll down your window and find out what's going on."He began pulling over, right next to the waver. The person stood back as we came to the side of the road. Even through the water on the glass I could tell it was a girl.. Miss Coe cried out knowing the strength of the stroke was far greater than she ever gave the girls but as an adult knew she could take it. Of course, it was a disciplinary caning but it was sexually exciting as well as the flutters flew around her vagina particularly as the cane was rubbed back and forth across her bottom cheek again. She knew that she was damp already and as she had parted her legs then raised her bottom and she knew that Miss Summers would know that too by the glistening sex. For quite a few months I had been in touch with a guy in a nearby town called Andy through the personals site who wanted to explore his bi side, but until now we hadn't managed to meet as I had no means of transport when I was at home, he was too far away when I was at university, and neither of us could host.I had his phone number though, so one morning I sent him a text message along the lines of "hey, r u free today? I wanna suck ur cock and have you fuck my brains out." Luckily he responded. On the video screen in front of the window, she saw a partially clothed woman bending over a desk. She looked back over her shoulder and invited the erstwhile Allison employer to give it to her good and hard. There was no doubt in Allison's mind what she meant.Allison cleared her throat.The tall, slender man jumped up from the chair in a guilty state of confusion."Got to go now, Mother, I will try to call you this weekend."He glared at Allison and inquired,"May I ask, young woman. Who are you?.