“Auntie Jessica. I’m going to cum!” He raised his voice and watched as the French Mistress bowed her head towards his cock.She continued working... away at Peter until he gasped, squirting his load towards her. The dark-haired French Mistress had already opened her mouth and his hot, gloopy mess shot inside, followed by a few more spurts. Auntie Jessica took the whole lot and smiled as she swallowed. As Peter continued to touch her breasts, the mature French teacher licked his cock clean before. Even prudish girls like Ivy. A knock at the door pulled her out of her thoughts once again. The cleaners were here. Ivy let them in and left before they could say anything. She left them the money and told them to lock up when they were done. She realised she was far, far too trusting but on the bright side she knew exactly where they all worked and could sue them in a jiffy if they placed a foot wrong. She headed out to the gym. It was already well past lunch time but Ivy didn’t feel like. We rode further than last time and crossed the Interstate out of sight of the hill. We circled around to come at the hill from a very different angle. Finally, Bennie and I dismounted and tied the horses. We would continue on foot. We separated by about twenty feet and took turns going up the hill staying under cover as best as we could.We came to our camp and saw Elroy, Irene, and Mac tied and gagged. They didn't see us and we kept going toward our observation post though even more slowly. We. ” Scott did as he was told standing facing the wall, his hands obediently on his head, his forehead pressed against the wall, still sobbing, watched by the visitors who smiled at the sight of his red burning bottom. Becky followed her Mum who sat down and when Becky was going to sit in another chair Mum just snapped, “Stay standing Becky.” Becky was too surprised to argue and stood looking at her Mum. “Becky, you know why Scott was punished?” “Why Mum?” Becky replied innocently. “Because of the.