Elaine could feel the heat of her tutors hot mound, Miss Forth held her hand there and then she forced it further onto her mound, slowly rubbing it up...and down. Elaine tried to pull her hand away, but Miss Forth resisted, “I think you want this don`t you, you want to touch me, to touch me as you touched yourself.” Elaine wanted to stop, but couldn`t, she realised that Miss Forth had released her hand but she was rubbing her tutor on her own, she could stop, but didn`t, in fact she rubbed. When he seemed to be calmer, she said in a kind maternal tone and a couple of light taps on his bottom, “Okay, Jack, your spanking is over, you can get up, and I hope that you will not be so rude and argumentative to my friends again.”Jack heard the instruction and, as he stood, his hands rushed to his bottom and he rubbed his stinging bottom cheeks feverishly, squeezing them as well to try to cope with the pain. He did that for a few moments before standing still, clutching his bottom cheeks,. “Would you like out from under there any time soon?” That voice was so smug I could hear the goddamned smirk, and only my desire to get out from under the tree without a bald patch kept me from slapping it off his arrogant face.Well, that and the fact that I still wasn’t sure I could open my eyes. Aim, and all that.“Yes, please.” I wasn’t above begging when it involved serious risk to life and ... coiffure.I felt his hand leave my chest – and chose not to examine exactly how chilled I felt. Albert stirred. A shaft of sunlight pierced the curtain and consciousness crept into his brain once again. He dismissed it, searching for the nothingness of sleep. There was a hissing monotone sound in the background that made the search easier. He found what he was looking for, at least for a few minutes."Good Morning! This is the Early Morning Show and I'm your host..." The sound assaulted his eardrums. It was loud—so much so that the fact of the offensive noise overwhelmed its attempt at.
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