.. can you read?"Bessa frowned. "Wot? O' course I can read!" she snapped. "'alno won't hire illit'rates. But ... but I don't write none too good. Jus'...a scrawl." Could you remember it somehow? You seem to have an awfully good memory."Bessa's lips twitched into a tiny smile. "Well, I 'ave t' now, don't I? When the men are too addled by all the naked girl-flesh t' remember their own names!"Amanda giggled softly. Bessa's smile widened, but it faded quickly. She felt like she was being asked to do. I then crawled into bed failing to notice the lump under the covers on the far side.I had just snuggled into my pillow and relaxed when suddenly a blinding light sprung forth from the lamp, on the other side of the bed. I turned and found myself looking up at a beautiful woman sitting up in bed and staring down at me.Both of us sprang from opposite sides of the bed in surprise and confronted one another, me in my boxer shorts and her in a very sexy silken chemise.I thought, oh no I've gotten. Heart beating and pounding to every thrust. She is giving me a lashing with every slip of her wet slippery tongue. She stops and kisses my clit and inserts not two fingers, but three. She widens my cunt with her fingers and hand. Spreading the lips out more. To my surprise she takes the strap-on and straps it onto her frame, slim and perky breasts with hardened nipples that could do the job them self of making me cum. She looks cute wearing the strap on, very exciting to know how she is going. “That’s the thing,” Candy said that she didn’t like it, but she felt like she needed it. “I wanted to see you ruined at school if you dared tell anyone about my training. I wanted to get even with you for being such a snotty-prim and proper holier-than-thou phony. However, after the spanking, I didn’t think I was better than you anymore. It was like my bitch button was reset, Ma’am” Candy assured Vicky. I wasn’t sure if that was true, but it was convincing, and after my beating, I was feeling a.