" You wouldn't!" Kyle gasped with mock outrage.Her gaze was level. "You will never get into a good college if you do not keep your grades up." My grad...s are fine, Britney." And what about scholarships? Your mother cannot afford to pay for your college." The military's going to pay," he dismissed.She peered at him and he shifted nervously. She had a direct, piercing gaze, very clinical. He felt like a bug being examined beneath a microscope—a paramecium. "There is something different about you.". Feeling the blows. Feeling the desire those blows stirred in her. Grinding her pelvis down into his between strokes, Tightening her pussy muscles as each one landed, thrilling at the sensations this was creating in her. Oh god it was so much better than reading about it. Then he delivered a final almighty Thwack across both burning arse cheeks. She was sobbing now. Not really in pain, but in frustration that she was so completely aroused, and utterly determined that he would not see the full. I tried to tense but because of the bench I couldn’t push away from her. As her tongue went deeper inside me it felt good, again my cock was rising.“Did I give you permission to get stiff sissy?” Debbie said in that stern voice.“No I’m sorry but I can’t help it!”Debbie was rubbing something into her hands as I glanced back. I felt her slide a finger right inside me."Agggh!" I shouted. She didn’t seem to care as another finger entered inside me. At first it hurt so bad. I thought she had done it. Her shoulders were as big as volleyballs, with all three heads perfectly segmented and lined with striations, and her arms looked huge and chiseled, even as they hung at her sides. The titanic width of her torso stretched the tank top into a crop top, revealing her perfect, brickwork abs and the ribbons of serratus and oblique muscles that framed them. But it was her chest that stole the show. After 30 reps at a ‘light’ 500 pounds, Becky’s pecs were erupting out of her tank top like domes of.