” Mr. L. retrieved his paddle from his desk drawer. He began to paddle each cheek of my ass. Each time he hit my ass it sent electric shocks to the ...ip of my ragging hard-on. After about twenty smacks of the paddle, I began to cry like the little sissy I am. Mr. L. seemed happy I was crying and showed me no mercy. He continued to spank me as I cried and squirmed in pain and pleasure. Finally, after about fifty hard paddles he stopped and began to rum my red burning ass cheeks. “What have you. She had already told her three school friends that she had spanked Jeff the day before, and they were duly envious. Miss Haines had overheard them and threatened them all with a double detention if they refused to tell her what they were talking about and forced it out of them that way. So, when asked to come along today Miss Haines readily agreed saying it would help with projects she had set the class.Now Hannah took control and went and sat on a dining chair which she saw had already been. On the path to the beach, they bumped into Mrs. Sheela who was genuinely late 40’s, the widow lady who worked as a Manager in this resort. She was a sweet quiet old lady who got along quite well with the girls. Maybe it was because she was also a horny old bitch who still needed some really big cocks to get fucked over the years; She wasn’t a prostitute, but if she liked a man she wasn’t shy about letting him know either and get what she really needs in order to get complete satisfaction in. .. except... a thought was forming... except my mate Phil! Phil had found a copy of a sex manual in his parent's cupboard. We'd had a brief look at it once, but his parents had been downstairs and we'd been afraid of getting caught. I needed to have a look at it.I phoned Phil up and was glad when he answered. I told him I needed an urgent word, were his parents in? He was intrigued and told me they were out with friends that evening, so I hung up and hurried over on my bike. Within minutes of.