She looked like a principal though, no doubt about that. She wore a tight fitting suit, black like her hair, and tight on her slim body. She had small...ish breasts and narrow hips, definitely not a breeder, but incredibly long legs, very well toned. I especially liked her slender ankles and muscular calves. For some reason I've always liked that part of a woman the most, of all the parts not usually hidden, I mean.What the Principal thought of me, I couldn't tell yet. I wouldn't even try to. As he moved out his cock out I gasped for air. I wanted to remove him but his weight did not allow me to do that. He inserted again and at the same time scolded me “randi Sali itna bara contarct de raha hone, tujhe to mein apne pore office se chodwaoo ga”. He slapped me by saying that and his cock started coming in and out of my mouth. I was getting inconcious as the things getting dim. I only remember that whenever his cock touches my throat inside, I choked and when it gets out, I gasped for. Afterwards, they changed to spanking the same bottom cheek several times and then the other bottom cheek several times, and so the bottom cheeks started to glow red. Then they did the same to the backs of each leg and enjoyed seeing how the naughty woman on her lap squirmed around but didn’t try to get up, no doubt for fear of an even harder spanking. It was clear that the watching teenage girls were all friends of Lucy and Emma and were invited specifically to watch them deal with the two. Monica asks him, “Well, Mr. Bill, what would you like this morning.” I have a few ideas forming in my brain too, but he quickly answers, “I’d love for Brenda to straddle me and slide her pussy up and down over my dick.” My heart raced. Is he going to like me? Is this OK with Monica? Isn’t this a bit fast? Can Monica and I still be friends? Monica broke the ice with her laugh and instruction to me, “OK, Brenda, you heard the man.” I’ve done this a few times before, and I love it. It’s great clit.