Frosty picked up the tawse and rested it across my behind. It was heavy. She pulled back and the next thing I knew my bum felt as though it had been h...t by a red-hot poker and pain shot through me. I jumped, but recovered my position and held firmly to the desk. Each smack was as hard as the first, my bum felt like a furnace, and the building pain was intolerable. I admit I was crying by the time she completed the fifteen strokes. Miss MacDougall sat back down on her chair while I composed. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her lips. Zena's smile told him what he wanted to know, and he moved to her again, this time holding her and the kiss. As he slowly moved away, he uttered a soft moan."I'd forgotten how lovely that was." He was looking at her with desire. His longing for her had been in suspension for so many years and now ... now ... it might be possible to have her back. Could he make that happen? Would she want it to happen? That was the question, he thought. What. Your hands slide out, slowly delicately, deliberately teasing my poor flesh. Now I am breathing hard, taking in as much of the humid air that I cantake. You watch me with a terrible smirk on your face, as I gasp inpleasure. Your hand, pinches my clit fast. I cry out,as I convulse in a painful, orgasm of pleasure, you created. My breasts heaveon my chest, as you begin to touch my clit, gently stroking it, furthering myorgasm. My moans of pleasure, heard by no other, are music to your ears. As. Then he could lift his hips and drop his full weight down on her literally pounding her into the pavement. She gasped loudly for the first several strokes and then accommodated herself even to that. He dropped his head near her’s and was saying things to her that I could not hear. I saw her looking at him intensely and nodding occasionally. She later told me he was saying things like, ”I gonna put a black baby in yo belly,” and “Do you want a black baby in yo belly”, and such. I could see her.