His hands kneaded my ass cheeks, spreading them, exposing my tight hole. He started to kiss around my ass cheeks, making his way towards the center of...my brown eye. Pulling my cheeks apart, he buried his tongue in my ring. I moaned heavily as his tongue worked its magic. He worked a finger, then two and finally three, sawing into my spit slick hole. My body, acting on instinct, pushed back for more.He stood and held me around my waist, lined his cock up with my hole and pushed in. His cock. .' I whimpered in a low voice '...yes baby, I luv your dick, please fuck me make me you bitch, make me have your baby...' This seemed to encourage Charlie for he started to fuck like a mad man ramming his dick deep in me so had I had to grip his body tightly in my legs to keep him from doing me harm. Charlie was quite happy when I did that calling out loudly '...yes my bitch throw that pussy back, throw that pussy back...' Our bodies covered in sweat, mucus and cum leaking from my anus making. ’ She looked at him. ‘Are there any scary creatures here?’ He smiled. ‘No, not one.’ She smiled back and closed the door. She slipped out of her jacket, skirt, and blouse. Took off her nylons and shoes, but left her panties and bra on before she put on the shirt and boxers. The shirt was too large, she expected that, but to her surprise the boxers weren’t that bad around the waist. Not tight but snug. She went into the bathroom. There were two toothbrushes, one looked brand new. He hadn’t had. “Now, sit down, and explain” said the old lady who was fairly confident why this request was being made.Miss Haywood sat down but Liz remained standing hands behind her back.“Miss Haywood, all those years ago…the prank…my friends Helen and Kate….they were sent to your study…I was…” stammered Liz.Miss Haywood nodded sympathetically.“Yes they were both given six strokes with a very suitable cane and then three more each when they would not reveal the third person. They deserved it. I wondered why.