She was tight, but wet enough to give her every inch of me to the point you could not see it. Her head tilted back, while still holding the blanket in... her mouth, was moaning louder than she thought she would. The strokes were a little tight to come by, but constant thrusting and pulling, she workable to move in anytype of speed. The feeling was so right to the point of just grabbing by her ass and pounding the fuck out of her, while taking time to tilt over to kiss her. Every pounding thrust. Please, I beg of you.??No Francesca. Your punishment is taking place now. If you don’t want to be humiliated then you must learn to control your behaviour. Now quickly before I double your punishment.? In some respects I felt I was being unfair on Francesca, but deep down I felt I was doing the right thing in terms of the long term goals around overcoming her addictive behaviours.Reluctantly Francesca stood and faced us. She looked pleadingly at Olivier in a last ditch hope of a reprieve, but. She was in her red panty that hardly covered anything. I can see her ass cheeks from the side. I didn’t wear any underwear and so was naked in front of her. She just winked and said, “You do have a nice thing.”She sat in front of me, and so how do we start. I was just in a different zone as I never thought she would be in her inners in front of me. She started to press her boobs with one hand and rub her pussy with the other. I asked her if she is gonna do wearing her inners. She just laughed. It’d be like Talulah, and telling about her.”I nodded. “But it was so sexy,” I said.“Sod off you bastard,” Bondy wailed softly. He wasn’t actually cross or angry with me, just gently frustrated. I laughed, but stopped teasing him. It was enough.After lunch I had chemistry theory, followed by another maths lesson, then a ten-minute break and the final lesson of the day, physics theory.I never knew whether schools in America really were the way they seemed to be depicted in film and on TV: when.