"Alright kids time to go home." She said unlocking the doors. She waited back at her desk while parents came to collect their kids, some with stroller...s others just taking their hands, a few of the smarter students who lived close by could walk if their parents signed a permission slip though few did. A couple parents would come to ask her questions if their kids had done well in class, she would tell them they had and the parents would leave.A half hour latter Lydia was getting ready to leave. This year I bought a Harley Davidson model kit for Dad. I had come across one ages ago, so I bought it in advance for him. Mom was more difficult, cheaper jewelry was alright, but I would prefer to buy more expensive pieces for her if I could.In the end I found a really nice horse sculpture that I hope she would like. I had arranged for it to be wrapped by the shop for me, it was then put in a box so I could take it home without Mom working out if it was her present.For Rory I had initially. “Shall I bend over your knee sir?” she asked in a trembling voice although I hoped that she wasn’t too scared and as I sat down on the edge of the sofa I told her to go ahead and get into position, now I am not a great one for corporal punishment but as she bent down I could feel my cock stiffening against her belly and her panty clad arse raised in the air, I lifted the back of her shirt up about halfway up her back and just looked and surveyed her sweet rounded arse cheeks just crying out for. The notion of **** came into my mind. There's this love-hate relationship with forced sex for me. I thought as I got transferred to the dark area, and decided that I would try to make an escape later at the **** site. The bulging dick of the assaulter brushed against my silky FBTs, and I could feel out the whole rod rubbing against my butt crack, which slightly turned me on, and caused the dick to grow larger as we slowly moved to the site of sex.Once safe, another equally buff figure.