"Where do you think you're going, Mr Hall?" Mr Brabbinger accused, "This is very largely your fault." Mine?" I asked, "How did it become my fault?" To... slow off the mark laddy, it took you for ever to catch her." he accused."It wasn't my idea to chase her," I replied."Geoffrey language , how dare you talk back like that," My father jumped in, "Go to your room!" Stay there!" Mr Brabbinger ordered.I wished they would make up their minds. "This native thingy, all you have to do is stand in the. He began tentatively with a few gentle spanks, then began to spank me harder, alternating right and left cheeks, and alternating higher on my ass and lower down toward my legs. The warm glow he administered began to turn into a definite stinging feeling as he began to spank me harder. Then the stinging began to turn into real pain as he continued to pick up speed. The dark rest area resounded with the sound of his hard slaps to my reddening bottom. I could see people leaving the rest room area. I rubbed a hand down his chest."Is this okay?" I asked."Oh yeah," he said. He opened his eyes and looked at me. "Anything you want is okay."I smiled at him, and let my hand run lower. "The only experience I've ever had," I whispered, "is what I've had, and am having, with you."He looked at me."Evan said, don't get attached," I said. "But it's hard not to, touching you like this." Marcy," he said, and his voice dropped an octave as my hand brushed lower. "You can listen to Evan if you like. But. Singh grinned and lunged forward."OWWWA," Selma screamed as Mr. Singh's cock slid into her slippery choot till his pubic hair tickled her hairless choot.He started to fuck her with slow long measured strokes. He kept varying the speed and length of my strokes constantly. His cock massaged every inch of Selma's cuntal flesh as it moved in and out of her."Oh sir, your cock feels sooo wonderful," she moaned starting to hump her hips upward. Soon her hips were moving in rhythm of my strokes."Y....