In Detention ( 2 )


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

missy Laura opens the door to the classroom. She 's dressed all in human body hugging black.

fountainhead Sarah `` you knew this would bechance again did n't you, you just ca n't be a practiced missy and do what you are told ''.

It 's annoying. I 'm old enough to leave schooling but my parents wo n't be happy if I do n't get the test results I need to go to uni. I have to put up with these teacher and their stupid rules and uniforms.

Miss Laura suspiration and looks at me. She offers me two options stay in detention or get out in an hour to get together my booster.

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

miss Laura licks her lips - her red lipstick looks so wet and inviting.

She tells me to stand up and walk to the front of the classroom. I stand there waiting.

I 'm told to postulate off my cap and I put it on the desk behind me. `` You have a nice body, no wonder you're pop '' Miss Laura says. I blush.

She tells me to bend over the desk behind me. I feel her custody lift my skirt up over my bum showing my white panties. Before I can kick I feel the slap on my thigh heavy, making it turn red. I moan in pain and she slaps me again.

I feel my panty being pulled down. This is so incorrectly but I do n't proceed to give up her.

Her script falls intemperately on my bare bottom - slap, slap - first one cheek then the other. It stings but feels nice once the pain ebbs away.

A hired man is between my second joint. Sliding slowly upward toward my pussy. I 've had a few boy feel me up under my skirt but their hands did n't sense so lenient. They did n't feel so sensual but so determined - like she knows she 's in control.

This is supposed to be a punishment.

young woman Laura 's finger reach the top of my second joint. Her retentive fingers play along my cunt back talk. I 'm sleek down and wet her fingers seem to just glide from the front of my snatch to the back.

It 's so frustrating - her fingers feel so wonderful but she just runs them on the outside of my pussy. Then with a little insistency her centre fingerbreadth parts my brim rubbing my entree and then my clit. I moan again.

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

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

Without warning she pushes two finger's breadth deep into my pussy and I moan loudly.

I feel my orgasm coming the sensation spreads through my whole body and I shake from the intensity. When I calm down, the hand is removed. I turn my head to see why. girl Laura lifts her paw to those luscious red lips and gently licks the juices - my succus - from her fingers.

Turn to face the rear of the course I 'm tell apart. I do and I wait. I can hear a desk drawer give, something is happening. I fight the itch to turn around.

Miss Laura is behind me again `` Ok you can expect now '' I look and she 's wearing a huge strap on. I gasp but turn to face the backrest of the schoolroom again and wait in anticipation.

She rubs my pussy with the head of the strap on getting it wet. Then she runs it along my pussycat as she did her fingers earlier. every now and then nudging my clit. The outlook builds in me, every time I feel her pull back to my opening I expect her to enter me but she does n't. She just fray along my snatch driving me barbaric.

I ca n't pick out this anymore I 'm so close to cumming again but I need more. Without warning she pushes late inside me. I scream out loud. My reward is another smacking on my bum. quiet down I 'm told.

I feel her hands slide up my back, oh god yes Miss Laura, please slide your hand around my body, cup my breasts Miss Laura. Hold them while you fuck me.

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

She starts to fuck me. Not like the flaccid friction on the exterior. This is long heavily thrusts. Pulling the shoulder strap on out to the tip before pushing it with force back in. My slit is dripping - had I been a little LE wet it would hurt but now it 's just wonderful.

I can feel my secondment orgasm rising - leave out Laura seems to sense this, her stab become quicker, her grip on my hair tighter.

Oh my god I cum over and over again - the hammer does n't stop until I go limp I ca n't take any more.

Miss Laura 's grasp on my hair relaxes and my head lower to breathe 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 back talk close to my ear. `` I Will see you on Monday,"she kisses my cheek gently leaving her lipstick mark.
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