Her dark hair falls into her face as she pushes again, groaning when she doesn’t move. “Please. I’ll do anything.” “Well yes, you didn’t h...ve a choice in that.” “I’ll clean your house. I’ll--” Max wedges a block underneath the door, careful not to scrape her knees. It’s open just enough so he can hear her moan and talk. He sets the welcome mat underneath her. It’s not the most comfortable thing to kneel on, but at least it won’t hurt her. “What are you doing?” “In short? I’m punishing you. It. " If I had a calculator, I probably would have been able to solve them in two minutes, but since I didn't have a calculator, I didn't even know where to start. Soon she said, "Your two minutes are up. Come over and bend over the end of my desk for your next spanking." She cleared off her desk, and soon I was bent over her desk. Then to my amazement, I felt her fingernails in the elastic waistband of my shorts, and she pulled them down to my knees. She next took my shirttail and pinned it to the. Use them, please. They are all yours now. They want you so badly. Yes, knead them. Oh yes.I was so aroused. I went all the way up to her face licking her full and reached to her mouth. I thought of giving her my tongue but was scared to do so in case she bit them off. Instead, I just locked my lips and was sucking her lips. She was not sucking at first. But slowly, she started sucking my lips too and her tongue came into my mouth to explore me through. I went down to her pussy and found that. " Thing of it is, though, I'm not even sure I'm...well that I'm..."Marcia had a sudden intuition of what Phoebe was trying to say but shegave the girl a chance to say it in her own way, to finish in her owntime. She was having trouble finding the way, but it seemed importantthat she do so."I'm not even sure that I like...boys." It's okay," Marcia said.Phoebe shrugged. "I know it's okay. But I don't think it would be okaywith mom. Oh she's for gay rights and all that. She's worked on.