“You’ve been so mean to us cheerleaders that I could just spank your bare ass!”Miss Duke pulls her skirt all the way up. “I’ve been so bad, ...and I need you to spank me.”“Huh?”“Looking at your hot body, Mandy, makes me so turned on. I need to feel your hand on my bottom.”Mandy sounds confused. “Miss Duke, What are you talking about.”Miss Duke turns around and approaches her. “My name’s Heather, Mandy, and I’m talking about sex. Girl-girl sex. I am an expert at sex with girls. How many boys have. Like he was having a bad dream. Annie licked her lips, leaning forward on her knees. “Who do you think he is?” she asked.“Who knows?” Dad asked. “He’s white and he speaks English, right? So, he’s American. Maybe he’s a runaway from a fundi commune. Maybe he really did just hit his head. We’ll just have to be patient.”Annie tried. She really did. But her attempt to be patient grated against her nerves. First, her knee started jumping. Then her feet started tapping. Then she sprang to her feet. At the moment, this soon after the event, you’re satisfied. But, in a few days, or weeks or maybe even months, you could find there is an itch you want to scratch again.” “Hmmm,” I said, staring into Gaynor’s chocolate-drop eyes and feeling my heart thump-thump-thumping. “You mean like the itch I have for you right now?” “Oooh you lovely, naughty girl,” she said, pulling me into another hug. “Come here and make my day.” That evening, when Tony arrived home from the golf club, I was naked in. Deliberately I work the zipper slowly, taking pleasure in taxing Victoria's hunger.Victoria manages to control herself. Her patience exhausted, she devours me with an intense satisfaction. As Victoria made a feast out of my wet awaiting clit."Mmmm," Victoria moaned, striving to deepen her desire for fulfillment.Victoria sucking to quench her lustful thirst, I caress her hair tenderly. Victoria knows that regardless of the extent of her yearning, I will not grant satisfaction so readily.I.