“Oh my God,” I laughed with a blushing face. “Oh stop it, you love me,” she taunted. She rubbed her hand up and down my thigh , making me ge... very wet and excited. I looked into her enchanting eyes as her fingers wiggled underneath my panties. I started to squirm when I felt her fingertip tickle my wet inner lips and my sensitive button. I closed my eyes as she popped her finger in me for a second and withdrew it. We kissed again and shared a big sigh of relief that our relationship wasn't. Now I wonder how many times this happened in college. Marcie grabs the key with her lips and drops it in her waiting hand. She reaches up and twists her waist to undo her handcuff. I bring my hand from her dripping cunt and roll her completely over. The click of the cuff coming of echoes in the room and she falls under the weight of my body. I kiss her neck and shoulders and all the way down her spine. I find the curve of her beautiful ass and pinch it gently. My hands travel all over her sides. It was an enigma to her for sure.Marcia felt the eighth stroke bite into her bottom and again threw her head back and let out a loud yelp as she wiggled her bottom and raised her leg again all in an effort to cope with the ever-increasing stinging pain. It never worked, but, equally, she was not able to stop herself showing the reaction that she did. Having said that, she knew that all of the inmates reacted in the same way when they were caned.Assistant Governess Stanton focused as she brought. I kissed his eyelids, ‘Try not to go back to sleep.’ He opened his eyes, ‘Oh, okay. I am tired.’ ‘We can relax in the hot tub, when you’re ready to get up.’ I kissed his cheeks and neck. He reached for my breast and I pushed his hand away. ‘You can feel me up when we’re in the hot tub,’ I told him knowing that this could easily turn into foreplay and I wouldn’t get into the hot tub. ‘I must really want to get into the hot tub to decline the possibility of sex,’ I thought, continuing to stroke.