After an hour of driving we reached Oklahoma City, there we switched to I-44 heading northeast. There is absolutely nothing of interest to look at on ...his stretch of the road. Billy and I talked about his plans for the future. He had received a full scholarship to the University of Arizona. He planned on entering their Geosciences program. I'm afraid my eyes glazed over as he described in detail what he planned on concentrating in and its importance to life on this planet. The more he talked. In the future I’d see more, I would also experience more, as he tried to beat me straight. Not only was he an experienced spanker – my own little backside was a testament to that at times – but, we had a real razor strop in the barn and, later, the family paddle that hung on the basement door in plain sight. By the age of fifteen, I’d experienced all of them, some, like the razor strop and, my father’s hard palm, quite a few times. Ron, my first lover and boyfriend, had been the first. "Is there any of this that you don't understand? Any questions?" Oh Sir? Please don't make me look?" But despite her protest the girl's gaze was drawn to the picture of a woman straddling a man, her fat-lipped, hairy vulva enclosing the tip of an impossibly huge (to her innocent eyes) penis. The girl was so distraught that she didn't notice that her teacher's hand was sliding higher up under her short skirt."Why not, Vicki? You know what they're doing, don't you?" Don thrilled at the gorgeous. As they walked into the living room, i read each one already knowing what they said "permission granted".I walked into the living room to find them all undressed and in various states of arousal. The man i had been sucking was now laying on the floor, his hard cock waiting for me to mount. As i spread my legs and lowered myself onto him the others began a parade past my mouth. I would suck one each cock until it was hard and then it would be replaced by another. My cunt was open and.