"That's another penalty. Sixteen more strokes after we're done!"Amy just wept in misery. She didn't say anything as she climbed back onto the table, h...er hands gripping the far side, her trembling buttocks once again a target.The fourth and final stroke was masterfully done, if I do say so myself. Right into the plumpest portion of Amy's arse, the weal purplish-black almost immediately. Amy staggered as though felled by a club. Her body flopped helplessly on the table, the wild gyrations no. She was so proud of him. She came up behind him and kissed him on the back of the neck.“Mommmm ... I’m trying to study!”She tickled his neck and nibbled his earlobe. He growled. She giggled. She hadn’t been alone with Randy in quite a while, with Sandy almost always around. It made her want to take advantage of the alone time. She doesn’t leave Randy to his studies. Taking his pen, closing his book, she gently holds his hand, urging him to come with her. “This can wait. It’s playtime. .pinching my nipples and stroking. I brace my knees against the side of my bed and start jerking my cock fast...and as I do I sneak a glance over to her window and can see the blinds parted some as the light from her room shines thru it and I know that she is watching me; I got so turned on and horny as I start to pump my hips driving my cock thru my fist as I can feel my nuts get tight and I know I'm about to cum. I reach for the towel cum all over it, wrapping it around the shaft of my cock. "I want you and all your fat nerd friends become our slaves ... for the month," Carmichael pointing his finger rudely at Ian."And if we win you and your friends and your girlfriends will become our slaves for the month," Ian sounding brave.There was silence between the fat nerds on one side and the popular kids on the other."Deal," Ian offering his fat hand for a handshake."Hey everybody. Hear this. Fatso here is going to prove to me that he and these fat losers got laid during the weekend..