Schoolgirl getting her tits rubbed whipped slapped by mistre

She said to not get in uniform, just come in. "I've got to go into work. I'm sorry Karen, you are very tempting. Tell Mike I'll see him at work." Karen smiled when I said she was tempting. Karen didn't say anything but pushed her lips to mine. I didn't want to smear her lipstick so I kept my mouth closed. After a few seconds I slapped her ass twice and started the motor. She backed up. I pulled my helmet on and drove to a stop sign. I looked back and saw Karen walking back to her girl apartment. I saw the door open for her as she neared. A side thing that happened. I got to the mall and met June in the office. She was around 40 years old. Now talk about confident and aware! She was dark haired, thin and had a good sized bust. Her hips weren't small, a nice figure. She wore a nice sleeveless multi-colored pull over top and white stretch pants, with white sandles. She quite boldly walked up to me and hugged me. She welded her hips to mine, leaned back to casually talk to me. She fussed with my hair because of the helmet goofing it up. "I hope you weren't on a date, Chris. Malin called in sick, technically on time but just. I tried but couldn't get Bondage domination a fill in. Thanks for answering." She said staring at my lips. spanking I told her I was at the Rivers' house for dinner. His wife was BDSM really nice. June smiled and said she is nice too. June asked me about Karen's age and then asked if I liked older women. I admitted I preferred them. The mall was closed and deserted. Her dad grunted as it slid in. I didn’t know when I’d be able to eat again. There were a number BDSM of gasps from the room and Michael said, The national guard hummer stopped right in front of Davids house and Nikki opened the door as we waded through the domination snow. She giggled and asked “threesome?”. It felt heavy to stand up cuz he was no girl lightweight. He's excited that I am marrying you.” Well, I use the term ‘dancing’ loosely – I have no sense of rhythm, Bondage and the social awkwardness I lugged around with me like a ball and chain wasn’t doing me any favors. “Woah, really?” I gasp as I feel the spanking intense pressure that feels almost painful. Many times over!