Dan yelped when he felt the intensity of the pain. Miss Fonseca continued the lecture. “Did you think that was funny? Your pretty little bottom...is very tender. That means you weren’t spanked enough at home. I doubt that you were spanked at all. Ay, Dios, save us from the baby boomers and their per- missive feel-good society! I’ll tell you one thing, mister smarty pants, we’re goin’ to make up for it here. You’re gonna get all the spanking you shoulda. Her ass was bigger as compared to her waist giving her curvy figure.I never tried to hit her as she was my teacher and out of my league.And yes she was good at teaching English. After a month passed, since we were a small group,we all developed bonding with one another.Now the night came when it started.It was a monsoon season and it was rainy day.so i reached late at class and was surprised too found that i was the only one present there.So i was about to leave when Aditi came with a pink. . You flick my clit with your tongue… quick little flicks. My legs shudder. You circle my clit with your lips and suck on it lightly… it feels sooo good. You can tell that I like it and you suck harder. I am sooo close to orgasm. My body arches and my pelvis contracts. You want me to cum… You slide two fingers into my pussy and massage me. You feel liquid start to pour out of me and hear in my cries of pleasure that I’m enjoying an amazing orgasm. My body continues to rock and you continue. To our surprise, and most other people's, I'll bet, the Red Sox won! Dad called the bookie to ask how to collect his money. He was told to drop by a certain address any time on the 6th. The funny thing was, we had expected to lose. This was supposed to be one of our confidence builders for the bookie!Dad noticed in the schedule for the upcoming games, that the Red Sox had a four-game series with Detroit over the weekend. He proposed to bet $25 on the Red Sox for each game. He was going to tell.