Again she was a goody-goody and never actually earned a spanking. It didn't help allay her fantasy, though.So she was standing in the Punishment Room ...oday with her nose pressed against the wall and her hands on her head. She was wearing her summer school uniform of a green and white gingham dress with a wide white belt. The buttons of the dress were down the front. Right now though her dress was pulled up above her bottom and tucked into the belt. Her knickers were already on a chair by the. She didn't want to be slowly aroused, she simply wanted to get the hell fucked out of her. She started making whorish rotations with her pelvis, arching up and skewering herself on his penis.If he wouldn't take the initiative, she would."Oh, Jesus, Sam!" she groaned, feeling his cock enter the deepest parts of her pussy.He knew what she wanted now, and he began to fuck her wildly. He collapsed upon her, letting his full weight mash her against the mattress. Her aroused nipples rubbed against. I looked forward to our meetings and was sad when we parted. Kissing her was wonderful and made me yearn for more. Was I, without realising falling in love?Over the next few months we did the usual things together, cinema, going out for dinner those evenings she wasn't performing although it was more a case of I dined and Antonia would pinch little morsels from my plate. I would go to watch her performance from time to time and became more knowledgeable of the ballet, although I had to confess. Now, by this time, my cock was hard and I was slowly rubbing it through my slacks. When she saw me and what I was doing. she smiled as the perspiration was beading on her forehead. She then continued to work her slit with her short, slender fingers. Knowing where all the security cameras are, I knew the housekeeping rooms had no such equipment. I knew we were home free, if we chose to continue. Well, without a word we agreed to indulge in play. While she was self-stimulating her cunt, I had.