“Not another year in ninth grade. But I know my lessons. Couldn’t you spank me?”“No. For being lippy, much less for copying, the punishment is...a spanking on the bare bottom.”“Not my bare bottom! I’m a modest girl.”“Doesn’t have to be.” He sat down on the history book. “You can be held back a grade. Choose!” She walked over to stand on his right.“Please sir, not bare.”“A bare ninth-grader or a clothed eighth-grader. It’s your choice.” Looking reluctant, she mimed removing her skirt. She stood. We made some tea and retired back into the TV room and proceeded to watchsome early morning rubbish TV, when I eventually heard Aunty Ann announceshe was going to the shops and asked if we want to come along. Wendybegged off saying that she might run into someone from school and she wassupposed to be at the pool carnival, while I said that I wasn't feelingwell enough to do the walk (Well I hadn't gone to school because I'd toldmy mum I didn't feel quite right, so THAT was MY excuse).We waited. Now I was started to enjoying this. We were French kissing. Both of us were on fire. We were moving all over. Then he slowly started going down. All the way from middle of my boobs to my navel. He rounded his tongue. And inserted in my navel. Uuummm uuuuhhhhhhhhhh aahhhhhhhhh. Ooohhhhhh yessssssss. It feels soooooo goooood. Don’t stop. He would circle my navel and then probe me. I was in heaven. Then he went further down. He smelled me over my panty. I was wet like hell. He started moving his. Slowly at first and then as she started to moan from around my length faster; until both of us were gasping for breath. I pressed myself deep into her mouth relishing in the choking sounds that emitted from her throat.“Easy pet, remember to breathe through your nose.”She paused for a moment and steadied her breathing as I continued to press myself into her mouth. “Do you want me to fuck you kitten?” I rasped as her teeth grazed me gentlyShe nodded from around my length and I slowly eased out of.