” Jane looked like she was warming up for another charge, but I laid my hand over hers and gave it a squeeze. “I think he’s had enough,” I tol...d her gently.She looked at me and then reluctantly nodded, but gave him another scathing look, before letting the matter drop.Janice took the opportunity to stir the pot, now that Arthur was done with his verbal beating. “Jane dear, I noticed that you don’t seem to be moving all that well this morning. Did you twist your ankle in those heels last. I stood, tottering on my heels trying to recover my breath. Stevegrabbed me and forced himself against me pushing his tongue deep intomy mouth and pushing his hips against me. Carmel looked on at Michele;this attractive petite woman in heavy ruined makeup, dressed in herblouse and jacket but without her skirt, wearing torn and laddered hoseand panties was teetering on her stylish black pumps as this jailhousehooligan with fetid breath and stained boxers ravaged her.I felt Steve reach between. “In you get, Gustav. It’s for your own good.”“Aww, Miss?”“NOW, Gustav.”He did as he was told.One special detention later, Gustav had received his ‘punishment’ and Miss Andrews had made enough noise for him to remind her of the old saying of the parent punishing their child – ‘this is going to hurt me more than it will you‘ – and she nodded in agreement. We both chuckled.“Cup of tea, Miss?”“Yes please, Gustav. I’ll just clean up a bit while you’re making it.”I part filled the saucepan with water. She pulled away with her winking smile, gathering the glass and blotting his crotch. She could feel his slight arousal as she patted him dry, her mind drifting. “Sometimes they don’t even show up I hear, so maybe we get off from it.” She continued to push onto his cock soaking up the wine on his pants, feeling it get harder.He grabbed her arms and began kissing her deeply. For a moment she kissed him back, feeling the urges to submit to her husband’s desires, her hand working his cock harder. A.