My beloved was such a bull in bed. He had the stamina to go on for hours. I missed his fucking so much. No man had touched me since he w...as gone. But now, he was dead, and there was no one left to fill me up. I snapped out of my trance. I tossed the underwear into the washing machine, turned it on, and left to do my rest of the work.A huge storm had hit the town later that night. Raindrops splattered against the window of my room. I was bored to death and decided to go to bed early. "Don't be difficult," he said. "I don't want to hurt you. I just want to give you what you were thinking about." Karin said nothing, just kept her eyes on the man and circled around the bed.He tried to dash around it and catch her, but she was as quick as he was. The intruder could not get close enough to grab her, although he came close twice, the last time when he suddenly stopped and reversed direction. His fingers actually grazed the negligee that billowed out behind Karin, but he could not. "Now you know how big my hand is", MB said. I blushed a few shades of red, which I don't usually do. Why? You are wondering? Well during our conversation one day I had asked him how big his hand was, because I enjoy feeling my pussy filled with a cock or hand. We held hands and also ran our fingers over each others hands and arms. Where ever his fingers touched I felt like I had been touched with electricity. Finally he took my hand and pulled me to him and locked his lips to mine. My. This pushed Lucy’s bottom up and Pauline smiled as she decided to push on with the punishment.“Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!” “Slap!”The young teacher smacked Lucy Cardwell alternately across her right, then her left, bum cheek, the sound Pauline’s hand made as it connected being muffled by Lucy’s grey school skirt.Lucy Cardwell closed her eyes and thought about Pauline, as the young teacher’s small right hand continued to land across her bottom at regular intervals. It was nowhere near.