The classroom was articulately quiet as the students penned away at their exams. Pencils and erasers going left and right. Mrs. Hannah sat at the head...of the class behind her large oak desk, on her very comfortable swivel chair. She was leaning back against the back of the chair, her hands folded just below the curve of her bosom. Adamantly content with the silence of the room.Only it wasn’t silent. The students couldn’t hear the faint sounds of suckling, as they were fully engrossed in their. I had forgotten to tell that she had no kids. As soon as we entered her house, she started kissing all over my face. I kissed her lips and then her ears, neck and then I came to her boobs. I pressed her boobs over her saree and I pinched her nipples hard to which she was moaning loudly. I was sure she was so hot by then and she wanted a nice fuck. I kissed her bellybutton and I almost ate it with my tongue.I removed her saree and saw her in blouse and panty. She was so hot that any man would. ”Denise pulled down her jeans and panties together. My sister is a redhead, just like Mom, except her bush wasn’t nearly as thick. Her butt was also significantly smaller. James turned her chair sideways so that my brothers and I only had a partial view of her backside. She got the same 10 swats that I did and cried pretty much the same too.Spankings like these occurred for the next several years with too many to count and certainly to describe. My sister got spanked once or twice a week. On. Clarissa was still rubbing the Kleenex against her pussy, stimulating herself at the show before her eyes. She enjoyed being naughty in public and with Amanda around, they were always having fun. The perplexed look on the stranger's face, her gaze fixed at Amanda's private parts, added to her arousal."I'd been brooding over the injustice of my parents and the world in general for quite a while before my desperate need to pee came back with an urge." Amanda continued. "This provoked the wicked.