He kept going untill I had had 20 hits with that paddle on my bare ass. He let me go and I rubbed my bottom. He asked for the note again and I gave it...to him. He read it slowly, a grin spreading over his face"So you think I'm hot and you wouldn't mind having me in your panties huh?" I was pissed about the paddling and said, "I wouldn't let you touch me now."He grabbed my tits and squeezed, thumbing my nipples. "You sure about that?" I felt my pussy starting to tingle. I was still pissed and. Julie clipped the headset to her ear and turned it on. Is it working? Is it working? I was thinking. ‘Yes, its working, its working,’ she laughed. I love her laugh—its so delicate. Her laugh got me started thinking about how beautiful she was and how my love for her kept growing. Of course, she was reading these thoughts even as I had them. She smiled but looked away, saying ‘I feel funny eavesdropping on your thoughts. I mean, I like the thoughts I’m receiving, but it doesn’t seem right to be. Now she started to take my jeans off, i just lay back in anticipation of her taking my boxershorts off, down they came and my cock flopped out nicely, and then she held it and started wanking me off. It soon got hard, and my foreskin rolled back. I got up and then was on top of her, I pulled down her dress, now all she was wearing was her knickers, a white thong. We kissed passionately as my stiff cock was now rubbing on her thighs, precum was already rubbing on her thighs. Now I pulled. She nodded as she followed me, racing up the stairs and surprisingly not slipping on the wet floors. We were animals, then, shoving and scratching and biting one another. It wasn’t soft or loving like I thought it would be, not that I minded. Her mouth was hot and left the skin it touched burning. My hands were cupped over her breasts, feeling her through her dress and bra. Both of us were cold and wet, but neither was stopping. ‘You shouldn’t keep wet clothes on.’ I said as I shoved her.