Miss Jones then instructed in a very firm tone of voice given that she looked like she was only twenty-one-years-old, “Now go with Miss Lewis to the...punishment room. You were going to get twelve strokes but it will now be fifteen for arguing.”Miss Hargreaves’ mind was all over the place. Her hands stung and she told herself she hadn’t realised just how good a way of punishing the students at college it was. Then, when told the twelve strokes she had put on the form as the number she wanted was. "Amy laughed, reached over and flipped the valve for Kennedy's hot water to all the way off. Kennedy jumped two feet into the air when the frigid water struck her, and came down with nipples that stuck our more than ever before -- but no silly-ass grin.The day went normally until four o'clock, then Kennedy was called down to the office. Lauren was there, Ferinc, Mr. Glastonbury and Pipes.Pipes spoke first. "My friend is concerned about Clarice. He was not pleased at all to hear about this. She moaned as the cold hair from the fan in the room hit her big puffy pussy lips. Her labia was huge and swollen and was wet from her first orgasm as I diddled her pussy.She reached down and bent over and played with my cock. Her juggs rested on my stomach and side and her nipples were hard as rocks. She had two large silver dollar purple and dark brown aeroles topped off by two thumb size nipples. I groaned as she squeezed my balls and tugged on my shaft. I reached down and started to smack. She slurped cum from her fingertips as she thought back to the night she let him see her cumming in her bed. She massaged her slippery goo into her inflamed pussy lips as she relived seducing Susan and the lessons in love that she had learned from her girl friend. She stuck her fingers deep inside as she remembered all of it right up through her wanton offer of a few minutes ago.She had put her cummy finger in her own father’s mouth!! Ohmigod! The memory pushed her up and over, and her ass.