I ran my finger between her lips, letting the rough callous at the base of my finger tickle her clitoris. As my finger went down, it slid gently into her anxious canal. She pulled herself into me and buried her head into my chest, gasping for air. I pushed her away and kissed her, she was in the throws of ecstasy and was greedy with my mouth. I broke away and began to move down her face, kissing under her chin, her neck, her chest. I slowly slid to my knees as I sucked on and kissed her soft sloppy breasts. She put her legs together slightly allowing me to slide off her shorts and panties, exposing her red muff and sultry love lips to the open air. I could smell the sweet aroma from her rose wafting up to my nostrils. I was ravenous with hunger. I abandoned the taste of luscious watermelon for that of cherries. I nibbled my way down her stomach, letting my tongue lick the flesh gently gathered between my teeth. She giggled as I licked the inside of her belly button, then moaned. When I started work full-time, I was expected to attend gym again but Chris more or less left me alone and told me to work as hard as I felt able and for the first few days I only used the walkway and skiing machines but gradually I did some of the routines with the others. Chris used the strap infrequently and usually only two strokes. Once or twice the students looked to me to see if I would step in but each time I felt the punishment was justified although I wouldn't have chosen that method. One boy though, got it much harder.Terry was always the clown of the school and knowing Chris wasn't really a teacher, fooled about behind his back. I debated whether or not to step in and I could see other members of the security staff were about to but Chris must have known something was happening because he ordered all of us to sit cross-legged on the floor and then swung the video monitor so we could see. After fiddling with the controls the screen showed a playback of the last few minutes..
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