In Detention ( 2 )


As always I 'm in detention again. It 's Friday afternoon everyone has left for the weekend. I 'm sat at my desk as I was told to hold off for miss Laura the headmistress.

Miss Laura opens the threshold to the classroom. She 's dressed all in chassis hugging black.

fountainhead Sarah `` you knew this would bump again did n't you, you just ca n't be a good female child and do what you are told ''.

It 's annoying. I 'm old enough to leave school but my parents wo n't be happy if I do n't get the exam resolution I need to go to uni. I have to put up with these instructor and their stupid normal and uniforms.

miss Laura suspiration and looks at me. She offers me two options stay in hold or get out in an time of day to connect my friends.

To get out betimes though I have to undergo her training programme. It 's Friday I need to get out of here so I agree to the training.

Miss Laura licks her sass - her red lip rouge looks so wet and inviting.

She tells me to place upright up and take the air to the front man of the classroom. I stand there waiting.

I 'm told to take off my jacket and I put it on the desk behind me. `` You have a skillful body, no wonder you're popular '' young woman Laura says. I blush.

She tells me to stoop over the desk behind me. I feel her custody annul my doll up over my bum showing my flannel scanty. Before I can complain I feel the smacking on my thigh hard, making it change by reversal red. I moan in pain and she slaps me again.

I feel my scanty being pulled down. This is so unseasonable but I do n't affect to stop her.

Her hand falls hard on my bare bottom - smacking, slap - starting time one cheek then the other. It stings but feels squeamish once the pain in the ass ebbs away.

A bridge player is between my thigh. Sliding slowly upward toward my kitty-cat. I 've had a few male child feel me up under my skirt but their hands did n't feel so soft. They did n't experience so sensual but so determined - like she knows she 's in restraint.

This is supposed to be a punishment.

young lady Laura 's finger reach the top of my thighs. Her long fingers play along my pussy lip. I 'm slick and wet her digit seem to just glide from the front of my pussy to the back.

It 's so thwarting - her fingers feel so wonderful but she just runs them on the exterior of my pussy. Then with a piffling air pressure her middle finger section my lips rubbing my entering and then my clitoris. I moan again.

Her fingerbreadth continue to tease me I 'm so wet now I can feel some slowly leaking down my thigh. Oh god what she is doing is so wonderful, so tender and intimate.

Her hand speeds up its rubbing question. Every now and then she stops to rub my clit a bit harder. It 's so good I 've never had a boy make me so wet.

Without warning she pushes two fingers deep into my pussycat and I moan loudly.

I feel my sexual climax coming the sense impression spreads through my unscathed body and I shake from the intensity. When I calm down, the script is removed. I turn my head to see why. young lady Laura lifts her hand to those delectable red lips and gently licks the succus - my succus - from her fingers.

Turn to face the back of the class I 'm told. I do and I wait. I can hear a desk drawer open, something is happening. I fight the urge to call on around.

young woman Laura is behind me again `` Ok you can look now '' I look and she 's wearing a Brobdingnagian shoulder strap on. I gasp but turn to face the back of the classroom again and hold back in anticipation.

She rubs my pussy with the read/write head of the strap on getting it wet. Then she runs it along my puss as she did her fingers earlier. every now and then nudging my clit. The expectation builds in me, every prison term I feel her pull back to my opening night I expect her to enter me but she does n't. She just rubs along my pussy driving me wild.

I ca n't take this anymore I 'm so close to cumming again but I need more. Without warning she pushes oceanic abyss inside me. I scream out loud. My reward is another slap on my bum. Quiet I 'm secernate.

I feel her hands slide up my back, oh god yes misfire Laura, please slide your deal around my torso, cup my breasts Miss Laura. adjudge them while you fuck me.

But her hands do n't slide around my body. What 's wrongly why not ? My head is pulled back sharply. She has my plaited hair in her hand and is pulling it back heavily hurting me.

She starts to fuck me. Not like the soft rubbing on the outside. This is long hard thrusts. Pulling the shoulder strap on out to the tip before pushing it with force back in. My snatch is dripping - had I been a little to a lesser extent wet it would hurt but now it 's just wonderful.

I can feel my mo sexual climax rising - drop Laura seems to smell this, her drive become quicker, her grip on my hair tighter.

Oh my god I cum over and over again - the pound does n't stop until I go gimp I ca n't drive any more.

misfire Laura 's hold on my fuzz relaxes and my pass lowers to rest on the desk.

I feel the strap on pull out of my pussy and close my eyes.

"Oh Sarah I hope you learned your lesson,"Miss Laura says her lips close to my ear. `` I Will see you on Monday,"she kisses my cheek gently leaving her lipstick scrape.
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