Dr. Stanton, having suddenly and without warning been granted a view of Miss Martin entirely naked (except for her suspended belt and stockings), woul..., once again, have dearly liked to have simply stood there staring. But duty, in its very peculiar way, was calling.Miss Martin knew from frequent observation that the Headmaster always caned harder when the bottom was in a "bend-over-the-table" position rather than a "bend-over-and-touch-your-toes" position, even when the caning was meant to be. She caught me staring a couple of times, but silently continued her work.She covered up her breasts and hips from my view, by pulling over her saree long. I understood that she is a simple tamil woman and couldnt be seduced very easily. She finished up and came to me and asked “Ok i want ask you regarding pay”. I negotiated to a decent sum and added “If you are willing to do extra work, i can always pay you more”. She didnt understand my words and said “No i can do only this much, so this. She knew cooking bacon could be hazardous with exposed arms! To go with the sweatshirt she left just her sleeping shorts on, which were a pair of Bobby's old boxers. (Bobby was unaware of how many of the young girls he knew were using his old shirts and underwear to sleep in!)She then tucked her feet into the slippers that Muriel had given her as a housewarming gift, and headed towards the kitchen. She grinned down at the little rabbit faces that looked up at her, with cotton ball tails. I feel some of the guys start petting me down lower...I'm all wet and the guys understand it the very moment their fingers penetrate my pussy sliding into it so damn smoothly. First I feel one finger inside me, then the second follows – everyone wants to feel the most intimate nook of my body! When the third fingers slides in, I squeal from pleasure and my pussy tenses all by itself. The fingers in my hole start to move testing the power of my vaginal muscles. 'Oh yeah, baby,' they whisper.