? And then he looks real sad and says, ?I guess you’ll be wanting me to take down my pants right ma’am?? And I went ‘But of course, you bad boy....So he takes off his jacket and then unbuckles his pants, blushing the whole time with me looking and all—‘cause Zits, I hadn’t taken off a stitch—and he pulls down his boxers and bends across the desk with his eyes closed.And I picked up the Spencer paddle with the holes and all, and I whacked him kind of lightly on his ass, and he told me I could hit. "Sister, if you would please excuse us. This is a personal matter. I'msure you understand."Sister Carmela had been skeptically observing everything and clearly didnot want to leave but she didn't really have a choice. She reluctantlyleft the training area, joining Sister Rita and the team in the lockerroom."Patricia, what did you feel when you regained consciousness?" askedMatthews."I felt my head vibrating, like a million bees buzzing, though a lotquieter. Sometimes the vibrations were. “You want to swallow more cum?” “Yes,” I said. “Then say it.” “I want to swallow cum.” Theresa smiled. “I know you do, you little cum slut. Now get on your knees.” Cum slut. What a humiliating term. But it turned me on to hear her call me that. I got down on my knees, feeling my stiff cock between my legs once again. I never got this horny again after cumming, and now it had happened twice in a row. The two guys walked over to me and shoved their cocks towards my face. “You better get to work,”. Your face was now completely flushed, and it looked like you were having a fever. But you didn't betray anything odd when the other men complimented your dress. I desperately wanted a better view of you, and pretended to drop my fork. "Excuse me," I said, as I bent down under the table to retrieve the fork. I caressed your calves gently as you spread your legs wider for me to see everything, your hand down and rubbing your swollen clit. I sat back down and immediately put my hand back on.