If the numbers are uneven, I will move some girls back at random."The two captains chose the players they wanted. Finally they were ready. They began ...to play, taking turns throwing and dodging the ball. The girls were, of course, the favorite targets but the boys got their share too, especially when the girls were throwing. Finally Team A was judged the winner."Just to be fair," said Mr. Bizby, "the boys cannot spank their own slaves. Each of you will pick a different girl to spank. Paul, you. “I want you to write out {I will not be late in Ms. Brown’s class} and after you are done with that you are going to sign it for the next class”.“But Ms. Brown what about my other class I still got to go to it too”.“Should’ve thought about that when you were late to my class, also not showing up to the first or second classes that you missed too?”[He nods his head not agreeing with her but knowing that something very different is approaching soon to this school year.] [Ms. Brown walks. After some prolonged making out, I believed his cock was as hard as it could get. Mine, too, was intensely engorged. I stood up, put his hands on my belt - and he took the hint. He opened my belt and the waistband & fly of my trousers. Wearing only a pair of boxers, I also guided his hands to the elastic waistband of my underwear. My little fleshy soldier popped up at attention, and I asked him to lick and part his lips. He did so, and I sensed he was trembling. His having seen the mature guy. She was only inches away from my open pussy. I felt her breath.“Now Helen, you are going to eat out this cute little teenager. Have you ever tasted teenage pussy before Helen?” Tony asked. “No.” My Mom answered.“Are you excited, do you want to try it?” Tony asked.“Oh yes, yes, it smells wonderful.” My Mom said.Tony pushed her forward and I felt my Mother’s tongue lap at her own daughter’s pussy. I lurched forward as the pleasure overtook me for a second. My horror at what was happening.