School Girl Phone Sex: The Erasers Weren’t The Only Thing Clapped!

School girl phone sex

My heart was racing when the teacher told me to stay after class for some school girl phone sex. He had told me over and over again not to rock back in my chair, and I just didn’t listen. It wasn’t really that I didn’t want to listen I just kept doing it without thinking about it. He seemed like he was really really mad at me when he locked the door, moving over to stand right in front of my desk. “Ms. Treasure, please stand and bend over your desk, pulling up your skirt,” he said softly and sternly, as he began to remove his belt. Boy was I in for it. My whole body trembling as I stood, moving to stand over the desk. Apparently, I wasn’t moving fast enough for him, because before I knew it he had me pinned down tearing my skirt from my small milky frame. His belt came down to meet my ass leaving big red welts all across it as I screamed crying out in needy painfilled whimpers. I could feel the warm welts developing across my ass as he continued spanking me.
“Good girl, now get dressed and go home, I will see you again tomorrow after class,” he said in a hushed tone.

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