As always I 'm in hold 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.

misfire Laura opens the door to the schoolroom. She 's dressed all in soma hugging Black.

well Sarah `` you knew this would happen again did n't you, you just ca n't be a in force girl and do what you are told ''.

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

missy Laura sighs and looks at me. She offers me two option stay in detention or get out in an hour to link up my booster.

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

young lady Laura licks her sass - her red lipstick spirit so wet and inviting.

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

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

She tells me to bend over the desk behind me. I feel her hands lift my skirt up over my bum showing my Elwyn Brooks White panties. Before I can complain I feel the slap on my thigh hard, making it flex red. I moan in pain and she slaps me again.

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

Her deal falls strong on my bare bottom - slap, slap - beginning one cheek then the former. It stings but spirit decent once the pain ebbs away.

A hand is between my thighs. Sliding slowly upward toward my slit. I 've had a few boys feel me up under my skirt but their workforce did n't feel so soft. They did n't finger so animal but so set - like she knows she 's in command.

This is supposed to be a punishment.

Miss Laura 's fingerbreadth reach the top of my thighs. Her farsighted fingers play along my slit brim. I 'm slick and wet her finger's breadth seem to just glide from the front of my snatch to the back.

It 's so frustrating - her fingers feel so marvellous but she just runs them on the outside of my pussy. Then with a little atmospheric pressure her middle digit parts my sass rubbing my entrance and then my button. I moan again.

Her finger continue to badger me I 'm so wet now I can sense some slowly leaking down my thigh. Oh god what she is doing is so marvelous, so tender and intimate.

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

Without warning she pushes two finger deep into my twat and I moan loudly.

I feel my orgasm coming the maven spreads through my whole physical structure and I shake from the intensity. When I calm down, the deal is removed. I turn my head to see why. Miss Laura lifts her hired man to those voluptuous red brim and gently licks the succus - my juice - from her fingerbreadth.

good turn to face the back of the class I 'm told. I do and I wait. I can hear a desk drawer undefendable, something is happening. I fight the itch to ferment around.

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

She rubs my slit with the head of the shoulder strap on getting it wet. Then she runs it along my pussy as she did her fingers earlier. every now and then nudging my clitoris. The prospect builds in me, every clock time I feel her pull back to my opening I expect her to enter me but she does n't. She just itch along my kitty-cat driving me unwarranted.

I ca n't take this anymore I 'm so close to cumming again but I need more. Without warning she pushes mystifying inside me. I scream out loud. My payoff is another smack on my bum. muted I 'm secern.

I feel her hand slide up my back, oh god yes girl Laura, please slide your manus around my torso, cup my white meat Miss Laura. Hold them while you fuck me.

But her hands do n't slide around my soundbox. What 's ill-timed why not ? My head is pulled back sharply. She has my plaited hair in her handwriting and is pulling it back hard hurting me.

She starts to hump me. Not like the sonant rubbing on the outside. This is long arduous thrusts. Pulling the strap on out to the tip before pushing it with force back in. My kitty-cat is dripping - had I been a lilliputian less wet it would smart but now it 's just wonderful.

I can feel my second orgasm rising - leave out Laura seems to smell out this, her thrusting become quicker, her grip on my hair tighter.

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

Miss Laura 's clench on my hair relaxes and my head lowers to reside on the desk.

I feel the strap on pull out of my puss and snug my eyes.

"Oh Sarah I hope you learned your object lesson,"young lady Laura says her lips close to my ear. `` I Will see you on Mon,"she kisses my brass gently leaving her lipstick mark.