I struggled but found I could do nothingto stop her from spanking me, nor wrestle my hand away from her tightgrip. Surely she'd allow me to occasional...y rub the pain away but notunder Miss Leatherswell's treatment. I could not help it but I had toplead with her: "Please stop Miss, please! I've learnt my lesson." Herreply was short and sharp: "I shall decide when you've learnt yourlesson girl, and it certainly isn't yet. Understand?" Meekly Ireplied, "Yes, Miss."The spanks continued and as they. She looked prettier and sexier than she everhad before, she dressed more daringly, and she washappier and more confident. And all because she wasbeing fucked by a six-foot-six one-legged blackvagrant! I couldn’t believe it; this just could not behappening. I worked it out: she must be seeing himevery Saturday � perhaps she spent all day with him onSaturdays � every Sunday, every Thursday, and often onTuesdays, Wednesdays and Fridays as well. That was upto six times a week. Maybe he. I was in heaven. My legs were shaking and I was pushing back against his wonderful tongue. I felt like it had to be a foot up inside me, even though I knew that was impossible. Then I began shaking all over and I came. I had never felt anything so wonderful. When I looked down, I could see a teenage boy below me looking up. A sense of shame overcame me, but for some reason, it only made me cum harder as my eyes locked with his. I bit my lower lip to keep from crying out, and I could taste my. If she's gonna move on, I'll let her see just how good I am at moving on, too.Their bodies were already pressed pretty tightly together, but now Satsu grabbed Kennedy by the hair and crushed her lips against hers, reaching up with her other hand to grope her through her clothes."Whoa! What the hell!" Kennedy demanded after breaking free. She stepped back and wiped the back of her wrist across her mouth."Oh, no…" Satsu murmured, realizing what she'd just done. "Oh, Kennedy, I didn't mean--".