Drew stepped into her office that was just off his to decline the invitation. Simone moved in her chair in such a way that it caused her skirt to ride... up slightly, he could now had a clear view of her silky thighs covered in black pantyhose. She was rewarded by seeing his eyes lock on her legs as he approached her desk. "Big plans for the weekend, Mr.L?" she queried. "No, not really," he responded with his eyes still glued on her legs. "Well I hope you enjoy yourself," she commented. At 5:00 pm. A well place strip, I think to myself. After her piercing scream subsides and turns to gasps, Ed calls out “One, Massa Hopkins”. Bringing it back again, I let it slice in the air towards her, landing another strike near the same spot…and her agonizing voice lets loose again for all to hear. “Two, Massa Hopkins”, Ed recites. Taking pride in the newly formed second welt, I step away and begin another lecture, making sure to talk loud over her uncontrollable sobbing. “This unfortunate occurrence. "Open up"She was shaking more. A tear in the corner of her eye. Her soft mouth slowly opened.I wasted little time. I could be caught at any second or she could suddenly gain some courage. I slid the entire lengh of my 7 inch cock into her soft young mouch. Heaven.I hot the back of her throat and she gagged... her eyes watering. I withdrew a few inches and thrust them back in. Slowly I face fucked this teen tease.Her mouth was so warm... so tight I could have unloaded right there. But I wanted. We settle on the use of a pair of Roman short swords for our match, mainly because they’re nothing like what we’ve used in today’s sword work. One of the staff promises to bring them from the display case for us. Of course these are high quality copies, and not originals. We return to the first room to get ready for the match.A few minutes later we both don slightly different suits to those they use for the main fencing matches. These use a wireless unit stored in the protective helmet to send.