.I don't have memories of a traumatic c***dhood it was annoyingly idyllic.However as a boy I noticed this growing trend the mild excitement on hearing...or seeing a pupil thrashed by a teacher or reading my comics depicting spanking in its cartoon form.I never intentionally misbehaved to get walloped it seemed to happen at school for the most menial things...littering...being cheeky...drawing in the back of your maths book!....these type of things guaranteed you an afternoon of squirming on a hot. “What about Janice?” Evan was confused by her question. “What about her?” “Do you like being with her?” “Oh, well,” he paused, gathering his thoughts again, “Janice is very enthusiastic and quite creative. It’s all quite different.” “But, you like her, don’t you?” “Of course, darling. I think it is wonderful that we’ve found such a compatible couple.” “That’s not what I mean, Evan,” Emily scolded him. “I mean, you like doing it with her, and having her do things with you.” “Janice is. She finally agreed and removed her bra and gave me. I gave her one of my shirt which dint has 2 buttons. She was just in that shirt and panties. As soon as I saw her, I could just not help but to look at her boobs. Her boobs were freely swinging as she walked. My dick stood up to salute her boobs. Then I switched on the TV. She was sitting on my bed and watching. I went and sat behind her and kept my hand on her shoulder. I said her why don’t you just move back a bit in my lap so that we both. Venchenzo was halfway in .Mr. Venchenzo laughed again "i love it when they do that, and i love it more when they make this noice. "he shoved all the way in, forcing his ass cheaks so far apart that dave thought he was split in two, it had felt like he was punched in the stomach, which coursed dave to make a noice like a cross between a moan and a grunt, he seamed pleased 'cause he moaned too, i could feel him twitch inside me before he pulled back out, i felt empty for a moment but the feeling.