Lindsay would surely over-power her and the punishment would end up being a heck of a lot worse. Lindsay took the small pair of panties and placed th...em on the floor. “If you make too much fuss I’m going to gag your mouth with those knickers, do you understand, Katie?” The smaller girl struggled to decide where to put her hands to cover her embarrassment, but managed to answer “Yes, Deputy Head Girl.” Lindsay sat back in her chair, allowing her large, well-formed breasts to strain tightly. She imagined him stroking her bottom after he spanked her, kissing it lightly to make it feel better. Then letting his tongue delve deeper until it was lapping at her soaking pussy. Kit’s fingers stroked lower, sliding into her hot wet opening, small whimpers were escaping her as the imagery of her whole sordid fantasy took shape. Before long she was crying out as she came all over her fingers. She opened her eyes and caught her breath, rolling onto her side before finally sitting up. She felt. I thank him for the compliment. Sandy hugs him and gives him a kiss. She leads him to the sofa and they sit down. She says, “Baby, this is going to be so much fun.” She cuddles up to him and starts kissing him while her hand finds its way to his crotch. She tells me to kneel down between his legs. Both of our hands are working his bulge. It's so hot to feel a cock growing hard. She's kissing him and telling him to relax and enjoy. I undo his belt and open his pants. I slowly take the zipper. I let her, without my usual retching noise…I do love her, really. Then she runs her hand through my hair to ensure I have that boy-next-door, 1950's side parting that she loves so much. The hair I have just spent half an hour on, making sure I look a bit less like a comic book character. “God, Mum. Leave it! I'm sixteen, not six!” I bellow. She laughs and pulls a face, mocking my disapproval. I had spent ages this morning, pointedly not parting my thick, muddy-brown hair, sweeping it this way.