I went to the ticket counter and enquired. After half an hour, a guy came and told me that train was running some 12 hours late.It was 4pm in the noon.... The thought of waiting for another 12 hours was scary. So I wanted to go back to my friend’s place.When the few people around heard my problem, they all sympathized with me. Well, that’s so common in India, especially villages. So they started suggesting me what to do. Few advised me to go back to my friend’s place but the majority suggested. “Right, young lady. I will not tolerate language like that; so you will be spanked.” She pulled her chair out from under her desk and placed it in the space in between the whiteboard and front row of desks.Heidi exhaled dramatically, playing to the audience. This only served to make Helen Downey more determined to teach her a lesson. She sat down on the padded chair and ironed the creases from her patterned summer dress with her hands, all the time staring at the naughty sixth former. She. Wow I was going mad. I have put fingers in between her ass cheeks and rubbed them and she was feeling horny as well. But she looked little scared as someone might come up and see us. I was not in a mood to see if someone is coming or not. I have very little time and wanted to make use of it. I turned her and hugged her from behind and was pressing my dick towards her ass. I quickly removed my dick out and took her hand and placed it on my manhood. She was very tensed looking at it. I looked. It was like my whole body was made of poprocks and he was water being poured over me.I exploded on him and convulsed for a good minute or two, but he didn’t stop. He kept going, using his strong fingers to continually work my pussy, churning it up and pushing me into a second orgasm before my first one had subsided.“OH GAWD” I cried out. I rode the orgasmic high for a good five minutes before forcing his hand out of me. “Enough playing.” I said and ripped his sweatpants off of him.“Courtney.”.