” I blinked, trying to regain memory of anything he’d said to me. My mind was in a daze, but I was able recollect it, and I faintly nodded my head...in response to him, “I… I am messy…”“Good girl,” he said, then took hold of my hair and plunged me back into him. As soon as my lips were wrapped around his girth, he let me go, though. I got to work. My tongue worked in its patterns against the thick meat that was filling my mouth, my neck ached as I moved it back and forth eagerly on him. I took in. The movie was just getting to the drum solo seen when they finished their first drink, and waved to the stewardess for another. Jim was doing his best to keep his erection at bay but Miss Marshal had begun to snuggle up next to him to see the movie better and her hand was inching up his thigh. By the time Warren appeared in the movie they had finished their second drink and Miss Marshal leaned over to his ear. “I really need to pee but I don’t know if I can make it to the bathroom by myself,. ‘In fact,’ said Julia, smiling fondly at the memory, ‘it was part of everyday life. At first, I hated it, especially when I went up to the senior school and we got the cane. That really stung, especially if it was Miss Taylor, the assistant head, wielding it. In time, I realised there was more to a good caning than a well striped, very sore bottom. I realised it made me very horny indeed. My best friend, Samantha, discovered this about the same time and in fifth year we started to compete, see. We regularly had sex about once a week usually on a weekend afternoon. She was already sleeping with her fourth guy since she and I lost our virginities together. She was determined to experience the gamut of sexual expression. When I asked my sister Maddux if Jenny had a list of guys she wanted to sleep with, Maddux looked at me like I was stupid. Maybe I was stupid, but it's not like guys didn't have a mental list of girls they would love to do it with. It was a guy thing.My losses of.