Their nylon-encased legs looked a mile long with the seams running up the backs of them. I almost regretted letting Melissa go without me and they wer...en’t out of sight yet. I watched as she opened the passenger side door and swung her legs in. As she sat her skirt hiked up showing the tops of her stockings. I swallowed hard and wondered what her evening would hold. I tried watching television but couldn’t concentrate on anything I tuned in. I dug into the back of our bedroom closet and got out. She started to feel better and slowly stopped crying. My dick got hard as I praised her and watched her beauty closely. I slowly slid my hands on her shoulder to drop her pallu down.I didn’t understand if she forgot the world by staying in my arms. Or if she felt ok for me to drop her pallu. Let the reason be anything. But now her pallu was off and I got a nice view of her soft boobs stuffed inside her blouse. I slowly slid my hands down her shoulder to her waist.I started feeling her side. ”Ella exclaimed, “So actually, Miss Mason is the class assistant who smacked the girl’s legs in your class, and Mrs L is the headmistress who caned the girls in your class?”Miss Mason stepped in with, “Things have changed now since you left college last year, Maisie. I can smack the girl’s legs still, but what was found even better was that I could take them to the front of the class, put them across my lap, and spank their bare bottoms. The rest of the class would watch although would have to. I grunt in slight pain, a pain the girl would be feeling much more than me if she was conscious. Kissing her soft neck, still holding the base of my cock steady under her with one hand, I slap hard on her ass cheek with the other. She's forced another inch down my cock, the pressure intense as her pussy lips are folded completely inside her. My cock pulses harder, stretching her. I let go of my dick, inside her enough to hold her up on its own. Then with both hands free, I lift and SLAP down as.