Mrs Ashley was tall for a female, about forty, slim and with long chestnut coloured hair. She was quite good looking with elegant features but could b... a bitch, for want of a better term, at times. It was school policy that she attended and witnessed the physical punishment of pupils. And you didn’t have to be Sherlock Holmes to see that she derived a quiet sadistic satisfaction from that role either. He tore open the letter – he was to receive four strokes of the cane at five to four and just. “Sorry I can’t deep throat you Rich I need more practice”. I winked at her. “Don't worry Zo?get your moms ass ready for me”.She smiled and spread mom’s ass wide and sank her tongue deep into her rectum. Jo pushed back and moaned softly into Tori's cunt. I moved up to Tori and caressed her tits and pulled her head to my cock.“I can deep throat you Rich watch”. She took a deep breath and slowly sank her mouth onto my cock forcing it down her throat as it relaxed. Listening to her gag on my cock. "New arrivals, two o'clock." A pack of upperclassmen - Bowdoin, probably - shucks and tosses to reveal a range of abs from washboards to kettles. Like domesticated Kalahari warriors, they've staked their dune-side claim with coolers and discarded colors. Dawn's gleaming, recumbent vessel lists to port, and French-manicured fingertips whisk imaginary sand from the bikini's rear wedge. "Meh." Her ennui mingles with the aroma of Coppertone.To our right, a middle-aged dude with a dozing wife lowers. Her younger brother, Xavier, is more of a loner. He’s a sophomore and hangs out with people on occasion, but you can tell he is ready to escape this town. Xavier is soft and doesn’t play any sports. He’s more artsy so I guess he’ll meet his crowd when he goes to college.The music is good and we’re all pretty much just laughing, swimming, and talking. Kara and Xavier are very responsible. They usher everyone out of the house at 11:30 – everyone except for me and Kirby. Kara asks if we want to.