”“He’ll flip!”“Don’t tell him!” Clarissa said. “When he arrives, Mike objects that he’s wearing his ‘preaching clothes’.”I sho...k my head, “No. Tell him in advance. The other way makes it look like a setup. Tell him no jacket or sport coat and no tie.”“What do I say if he objects?”“That if he can wear his uniform, so can I.”“What point are you trying to make, Mike?” Sandy asked.“Just to make a point,” I replied. “I’ll make a point about him doing a liturgy, too. Melody, do you think you can get. She was a little hung over, but memories of the night before combined with the feelings his hand gave her pussy, his caresses of her breast, as well as feeling his hardon pressed against her ass, made her instantly horny. Her vagina moistened as he rubbed it over her shorts, and he could feel her nipple harden in his other hand. He kissed her neck through strands of her hair as he rubbed her crotch."Ohhh. Suddenly I'm very horny!" she said, arching her head back so more of her neck would be. Terry`s eyes strayed to the clock, the hand clicked once more, the master stood at her head, another minute, they all waited with bated breath, click- ting, ting, ting the quarter chime tolled, before he could look back he heard the leather whistling through the air SLAP, the thongs contacted her right breast then wrapped itself along her belly to strik her hip,, she cried out, as a red line exposed itself as the leather fell away, tears coursed down her cheeks as she forced herself to thank. Coach began fucking her pussy now, folding her legs up so that she was bent up in half and her legs pressed hard against his shoulders. His balls started slapping obscenely against her legs and ass. Two cocks were forced into her mouth, and a cock was slipped into each hand. Coach grunted, fucking her like an animal. Suddenly he pulled almost out until just his cock head was in her, and then plunged deep into her until he hit cervex, grinding his crotch.