Makaela's bottom always marked for a little after being thrashed but faded quickly. This made it look like her bottom was less sore because some of th... marks had faded but that was absolutely wrong. Her bottom would still be sore enough to make sitting impossible for days. Today her bottom was a radiant red from the spanking she was given yesturday but at least it wasn’t a bruised purple like it was last night. She decided to be absolutely obedient to her teacher, but she just couldn't. It's a pity that her son turned out to be just like his father"."Nobody is like that creep. Even Nick is far better than him". James damned himself silently for letting that slip.Mitch looked puzzled and James knew that he had no idea that so many horrible things had happened to Angela. He bent a little forward and asked with his Greek accent, "What do you mean James?" I don't want to lie to you", James said calmly. "If you want to know what he did you will have to ask Angela. Although I'm not. I've never seen anyone do it to themselves before. Any boy I mean. Are you going to make it squirt into the condom?" I was already hard at work, stroking myself, and wishing that Brenda had stayed like she had been, with her skirt raised, and her legs spread. Instead, she sat there and watched me. It was a little bit inhibiting for me, her just sitting there, staring at me doing something like that."Brenda, it would help if you'd raise your skirt so I can see your kitty again." I didn't slow. Her penis was thick and rigid, almost as long as his own. A drop of Cowper's fluid, or pre-cum, glistened at the tip of her purple glans. He smiled. "It looks like you enjoyed yourself, too." She smiled, nodding, careful not to swallow her precious specimen. Rising, she went to her microscope, took a glass slide from the night stand, and drooled a generous sample of Carlos' semen onto the small rectangular sheet of glass. She opened her mouth over a small beaker, letting the rest of Carlos'.