My daughter was in college and I got promoted as the school principal ( i had a good connection with the trustee) and so I used to teach and work as p...rincipal. I was a strict teacher and so all the teacher and students were generally afraid and avoided me.One day a female teacher came to me she was nearly in tears and I asked her what happened she was walking in the corridor and a boy of 11th came and collided with her and fell on her and in the process he touched her on her boobs. I calmed her. I can live with that, I thought. I always make appointments for the first job of the day or the last. I do not feel like waiting for hours if the schedule doesn't go as expected. After the appointment, my fantasy started to hit me again.On Friday I work half a day. I get through the afternoon with a newspaper and a pot of tea. I dream away with a mechanic. The doorbell roughly gets me out of my fantasy. I am already at an advanced stage with the dreamed technician. I displace the thought that. Or maybe WILL!!!! Well, I had some great dreams after Thanksgiving and after Daddy and Mommy took me to the drive-in, and I’ve decided that Janice (that’s my Mom, you know) and me should climb in bed and screw ourselves silly so we can practice to give Daddy an exciting evening watching us do it. I know Mommy could give me some real pointers. Oh, I don’t know if he’ll be allowed to join in or not….I’m not saying yes and I’m definitely not saying no….but I just want to give Mommy as much. Crack! A second blow and her other cheek ignited as well. Sarah laid there open-mouthed for a second trying to scream but it wouldn't come out at first. Finally she found her voice. Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Four more blows landed in rapid succession, two on each of her inflamed ass cheeks. Her ass was starting to glow a nice healthy pink shade now and she was squirming and twisting in her bonds. Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Another four blows landed with no time lapse between them and Sarah.