His eyes went wide, then he scrambled up. She grabbed a couple of the throw pillows and piled them up at the end of the couch where she’d been sitt...ing. She put one knee on the couch and one foot on the floor. She bent over and crossed her arms on the arm of the couch. She looked back over her shoulder at him. “Give it to me, stud.” “Give you what?” he teased her. He lightly slapped her ass.“Give me,” he ran his hand over her wet pussy and his finger dragged over her clit. “Give me your. They both said those words over and over. "You're serious?" I asked. "Definitely," Samantha said. "I am game and so is she, and we know you want it as well. All of us are grown-ups, so why try to pretend that we aren't sexually attracted to you." "And it," Lauren said as she nodded towards my dick. "We were just discussing a few minor details," Samantha said. "Rules, if you will," Lauren nodded. "I like rules, and boundaries," I nodded. "Okay," Samantha nodded as she took out her phone. "Most. I would kiss them and lick them and she would moan some more and then I would kiss her stomach and hips. I loved how they were so smooth, I used my fingers to lightly trace down the crack of her pink hairless pussy then I’d kiss the creases in the tops of her legs where they joined, before opening her hot, moist cuntlips with my fingers and kissing and licking her tiny clit. She would always go wild; the next ten minutes would be spent wrestling and rolling around the bed hands and lips. "Although he would never tell anyone that he liked to be spanked just as much as he liked to spank others, he said, "No need to apologize. You're not the first teacher to be turned on by having their hide tanned in my office."He knew that the need for sexual release after an intense spanking sometimes hurt nearly as bad as the punishment itself, and he decided to reward her for taking her paddling so well. He told her to sit on his desk, and he knelt on the floor so he could bury his face in.