Stan asked Cat if she had ever been to the Boston area and, on learning that she had not, told her that some weekend soon they should go to Boston and...visit with his parents and his brother Sam. Cat was looking forward to this - Stan had talked a lot about Sam, and she was eager to meet him, although she was a bit nervous at the prospect of meeting his parents.As the sun started to set, the air began to cool off, and Cat was holding close to Stan to keep warm. He said "Let's head for the Old. Todd was inflamed with passionate desire and wanted only one thing.He pulled the hem of Chrissy's dress to her waist and slipped his hand beneath the elastic of her frilly girly panties. They were already soaking and he snorted in derision at her slutty submission."You are one hot number Miss!"His thought was punctuated by the sound of his hand slapping her naked white rump with startling severity."Oh my God! You can't spank me. I am the teacher. No, go ahead. Give it to me good. I am a bad. But, Santa had a treat for me. I heard a clatter behind me, so, I spun around to see what was the matter.“College gal, that’s my wooden paddle my chief elf made me back at Santa’s workshop. You, young lady are the kind of naughty one it was intended to be used on!”Me, a college student although twenty one, at this moment I felt like I was eight, thirteen at most. Laying there with the minimal skirt nope make it my green tights pulled down my bare bottom in the air. I wondered why I did not try. I was visually obsessed with his penis. It was so unique and it was mine. Every skinny inch of it was mine. But I wanted more. I wanted more of his time and attention. I wanted more of his cock in my mouth but, despite the frequency, my gag reflex had not improved. Each night he’d sit on a chair in his bedroom while I knelt down before him and sucked his dick. Each night he’d aggressively grab my head to try to help me take more of him. Each night it ended with me gagging at the same.