Paddled by the Teacher Page 7

  I laugh at the image of him carrying that thing around all evening, until he gives me a dark, dangerous look. But there is no spanking forthcoming. Not now, at least. Perhaps that will come later? I hope so.

  For now, he’s got me flat on my back, and his hands and mouth are all over me. I don’t speak. It’s impossible and not necessary. Instead, I explore Slade’s beautiful body with my hands and mouth, moving in ways much bolder than those I tried Saturday night.

  And, in a few moments, amidst our sighs and moans, his dick is inside my pussy again, and I’m transported to that place only he can take me as a crazy orgasm tears through me. His fucking tonight is wild and quick, but I love it. And, if I have my way, the rest of this night will bring a few more firsts for me.

  I have no clue what the future will bring for us, but I know two things. One, this is the man I’ve always dreamed of meeting. And two, I will spend every second of the rest of my life making sure he believes that.

  The End

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