O would see them and wonder why his student was wearing panties obviously made for an eleven-year-old. Breaking her spell of mortification was her tea...her’s voice. “Sorry, Victoria, you have to put your hands all the way across the desk, and please don’t move them once I begin.” Victoria, with her face lowered to the desk, looked over her shoulder at her teacher, who now stood to her left side and slightly behind. She had meant to look into his eyes and plead that she should not be spanked as. He had a paunch, but was also more muscular than his friend.I walked between the two beds so they could both get a look at me. I felt a hand on my thigh and another on my ass as they explored my body without saying a word. The older man told me to kneel and I dropped down to my knees, both men stood up bringing their cocks closer. Both were uncut and semihard at this point. I reached up and began stroking both of them, watching them grow in my hands. At full hardness the older man's cock was. Slowly he slid from her and lay over on his back. She continued to lie on her side, turned away from him, listening to his breathing."That was great, baby God, you are so tight," a familiar voice said. "I could tell you liked it. You seemed to have come forever. Are you happy? I hope I managed to complete your fantasy." Mmmmmmmmm yes, baby," was all she could say. That was incredible. He was so intensely erotic to her. She was thinking how much this fantasy was exactly what she wanted. Antwoine. I took a nice long, hot shower. I used a lotion to remove all my hair from the neck down (did you ever try to shave your own hairy back?). I shaved my face close. Dappled on a little cologne and was ready to go. I dressed simple. I was pretty sure I'd be changing shortly after I arrived. I usually do. At exactly 5:54pm (I keep my watch synchronized to the second!) I rang the doorbell. While I wouldn't exactly call Mistress' house a mansion, it was pretty impressive. Huge gated lot. Old.