Something seems, like, different, I guess."The smartly dressed woman nodded. "Probably you're just tired. It's nothing. Just get the gear you have ...and place it into the rear of my van. We need to use a private airstrip, not the main airport here."At the woman's leisurely direction, Terry unloaded the equipment himself, stepping around the others who continued to stand motionless nearby. At the same time, he felt a compulsion to do all the work without questioning the woman any further."It. Her arms shot back to cover her ass but Brian quickly grabbed them and pinned both her arms behind her back. "Not so tough now are you miss university student?" I started to stand up and considered rushing to my sister's aid at this point. However, I got a look of daggers from Brian as I took a step towards him that set me on ice. I stood still, mesmerized by the unfolding event. As were all my classmates. Seeing a college girl being spanked by a bully is not something that happens every day,. Just ... you take care of it. I’m waiting.” With her eyes shut tight, she thrust her bottom at him even as she continued to lean over the high-backed stool.With his thumb, Bill worked his glans and wafting a welcome if unexpected drop of precum over the tip, he closed his eyes, hoping things would straighten out. Listening, but still not looking around at him, Hillary shifted her hands away from the stool’s high back and reaching, pulled her cheeks apart, baring her tight, long-uncultivated. I pulled my jumper off, trying to think of a new question. One that I knew Karen could answer correctly, just to see where she wanted to go. “In which county is Lady Chatterley’s Lover set?”Karen smiled. “Derbyshire. Now lose your shirt.”I unbuttoned slowly, searching for the next question. One she could answer, or one she couldn’t? That was the question for me.“You’re cheating!” Karen said suddenly. “You’re wearing a t-shirt under your shirt.”“I like to keep warm,” I said.“If I tell you that.