“Fucking knee …. now,” I barked, as I palm-slapped my thigh, the loud crack making her visibly jump.“No, please, I …” again she flustered... but remained like a statue in place. “Don’t make me come and get you,” I threatened, “or it’ll be worse for you.”Her feet started edging, like she was sliding on skis, one tiny glide at a time.“That’s it. Let yourself go. You know it’s for your own good,” I coaxed in a sugar-coat tone, mocking her trembling angst.“No, please, I’ve never….” she started as a. ‘Seems like you do enjoy a bit of spanking after all,’ he murmured next to her ear as he stroked his finger over her moist clit. Every stroke made her more aware of the wetness gathering in her pussy and coating his fingers. She inhaled harshly as he found just the right spot where she enjoyed being touched, making her body heat even more than before and her breathing speeding up. He lifted himself slightly away from her body and she felt herself missing the heat just as he planted another. If anyone else at the table noticed him touching me they did not let on, and for some reason that only added to my excitement. He stopped, however, before I reached the proverbial point of no return. Word was beginning to circulate throughout the house that “Wolfi” had arrived, which created a buzz of energy in the group, nearly all of whom were recovering from the afternoon’s exertions. A rumour was spreading that the host was in the best of spirits and had announced to one of his friends how. Now that I wasn’t part of any of the school teams, I figured participation would be down.I was happy to see this many people. I may not be able to participate in sports anymore, but I still really liked it when my school’s teams did well.I wasn’t going to go easy on them! I ran them ragged, as though we had never left off for the summer, picking up the program from where we left it at the end of the last school year. Some of them had continued to work out over the summer and even follow the.