You make my whole body hot! You push me down on my back and put my arms above my head and holding my wrists tightly, you playfully glide your fingers ...ver my breasts, down my stomach and softly run your finger along my wet lips. Softly you start to rub my throbbing clit, making it swell. My body rises, my back arches, and I bite my lip in pleasure. I moan out, “ Oh that feels so good!” You slide your finger deep in and out of me. Rubbing the spot that makes my whole body tremble with. "Mr. Andrew Pitcairn?" she chirped. I nodded and she continued, "I'mcanvassing for the Student Republicans." That confirmed my ageassessment.I groaned a bit. "Someone was just by here yesterday from you guys. Itold him I'm voting for Obama." I know sir, this is a follow-up." I'm still voting for Obama," I said with a bit of finality, then movedto close the door.She managed to wedge half her torso inside before my not-entirely-awakereflexes could get the door entirely closed, and something. Here was Leonie MacKintosh, head of Girls’ PE at St Katherine’s, faced with a disrespectful student. If he wanted a slippering, then a slippering he would receive.“Bend over that table, boy!” She pointed with the size-ten plimsol.Peter smiled unintentionally as he placed his hands on the wooden dining table and stuck his bottom out to receive the slipper from Miss MacKintosh.“You may be laughing now, young man, but you won’t be in a few moments time after you’ve had this put across your arse!”. "Oh, please don't do it," came her desperate plea but to no avail.Within seconds, the boys persuaded Jenn to move over next to the pool table and they quickly lifted her slender body onto the table railing. The three worked in unison all with the same goal. One pushed Jenny so that she fell backward onto the green, felt material. One held her right arm out from her side while the other forced her left arm upward towards the corner of the table.Justin tied the end of the binding around Jenn's.