“No? Well, perhaps your teacher knows the answer. Krystenah?” He turned to me, a smile tickling at the sides of his mouth. “Yes, Sir. Corporal ...punishment is still allowed in some states,” I answered. “Great,” he said and set the paddle on the side table next to the case. “And what are some reasons you can think of that a student might be paddled in school?” he asked the class. He handed me the dry erase marker and I wrote the students’ answers on the board as they volunteered them. After a. Isabella held out her card, or rather or mothers. The man took it and swiped on his hand-held card reader. While it was proccing he took his first good look at her. “So are you home alone tonight or what?” Isabella was bubbling with pride. Pride that she had been trusted by her mother enough to hold down the fort. With that pride, she gladly told him that yes, she indeed home alone. “Big house all to yourself. So, you’re sure your mom's not coming home tonight, then right?” He probed. Isabella. "And yes, we will continue our discussion later."The two of them went upstairs to the bathroom with Trevor holding his trousers and underpants around his thighs before he washed his cock and pubic area in the sink before getting dressed and then setting off to do his shopping.Whilst shopping Trevor was wondering just how many times he would fuck that gorgeous young woman over the next day and a half, he knew that his mind would be very willing and he hoped that he could physically match those. “Jesus fuck, Bryce! I said no!” she exclaimed, crossing her arms in front of her and glaring at her boyfriend.“I know baby, I know, but usually you’re willing to go along with it,” he responded, some mostly insincere regret tinging his voice.“Well, not tonight. Like I said, I’m sore. You’ve fucked me so hard back there the past couple of nights I could barely move today. Even Tyler was calling me a slut during cheerleader practice, the jealous little bitch.”“Ah, I’m sorry, baby. You’re right,.