All eyes were on her and any self confidence she had had, dwindled away to nothing but ash. She had to force her feet to move."Don't even go to your d...sk, Drop your backpack right there and come up here to my desk." Could this day get any worse?" she had to ask herself. She complied with her teacher's orders, knowing she couldn't blame it all on her father and get away with being late.Before she knew what was going on, she had been pulled over her teacher's lap. "Paddle was just delivered. “Oh yeah, I can tell you like that!” She teased. Bev was shocked and astounded at the position she found herself in. But, she had to admit to herself, she was really turned on playing the “victim” role. She squirmed and fought to free her bound hands from the tightly tied pantyhose, to no avail. The big woman increased the pressure on her mouth, and moved her hips faster and faster. Bev could feel her intruder’s spasms, and she felt a rush as the muscular woman gripped her hair tighter, and. I had to return the compliment and so I straddled her face, pulled her skirt up around her waist and went down on her beautiful wet hole. I parted her knickers and love lips and drove my tongue into gash. She was dripping juice and my face was soon covered. My tool was begging for relief and as I licked her hole and clit I shot my wad deep into Angela's throat. Angela carried on sucking my tool and until I went soft. I lay back on the bed to recover and she slid off the bed and went to her. Women were like that, he thought, they were person- rather than place-centred.Then he thought again. Susan also was ostensibly person-centred, but moved to another man when the going became tough and it killed her and little Sonia. His relationship with her had seemed complete and fulfilling, but her love for him was clearly not enough to sustain her loneliness while he worked through his tragedies and coped with the business. He knew he still felt responsible for her death.It was loneliness,.