If she had meant to give us the opportunity she was giving us plenty of time.The next morning, the maid woke me with a cup of tea and a curtsey around...nine o'clock. Funny, I thought, Liz said she didn't start work till eleven.'Mrs Hardy said I should wake you up at nine. She's left for work an hour ago, but she said I had to get you up so you could go flat-hunting.' She handed me the tea.. 'Mrs Hardy said I was to give you any help you needed.''Thank you,' I said. 'You can be my flat-hunting. He positioned himself between my spread legs."Rob kissed me as his cock entered my wet pussy. I was a little tighter this morning. I didn't have as much stimulation as I had the previous night. Rob had no trouble fucking me as deep as he did last night. The base of his cock was tight against my clit. I can't explain how good it felt having my pussy so full of his cock. Rob gave me a slow fuck this morning. I held him tightly to me, his chest tight against my chest. My legs were entangled with. This event, as was normally the case, occurred in the school prefects' common room. Instead of the assembled prefects watching the head prefect administer the punishment, however, on this occasion the head prefect together with her subordinates watched the headmaster do so. The victim, as was also usual, was required to lower her knickers and raise her skirt before bending over and placing her head under the edge of a large table. The headmaster's practice of caning bare bottoms in his own. To Leanne's amazement, he was ramming her bareback. For as long as she'd known Carla, the dominant woman had had an almost obsessive insistence on condoms on any of those rare occasions when she'd decided that what she needed that night was male. Now, worked up to a rolling orgasm that went on and on, Carla was laid open for possible motherhood. Rather than being alarmed, Leanne was intrigued with the possibilities. If Darryl knocked Carla up, he would be a gentleman and insist on marrying her.