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Making The Grade by loyalsock
Date: 10/5/2017, Categories: Masturbation Mature Voyeur, Author: loyalsock, Source: xHamster
... enough (she couldn't imagine her parents reaction), but the humiliation of being left back was too much. She was practically pleading when she asked if there was anything she could do to remedy the situation. "I'm afraid there isn't" Mr. Smyth replied. "Like I said, your generation lacked the kind of proper discipline my generation received for our insolence. It's too late." "Mr. Smyth," Sharon said "You mention proper discipline. What if I agreed to proper discipline?" Sharon added just a bit of seduction as she asked the last question. "What if I consented to a paddling, would that be good enough for a D?" Sharon got up from her desk and walked over to Mr. Smyth. As much as it repulsed her, she had to play the hand she was dealt. It was time to play the looks and charm card and hoped it worked on Mr. Smyth. Her red heels clicked on the floor as she hooked one thumb into the waistband of her short skirt, thrusting out her perky breasts ever so slightly from behind her just-tight-enough blouse. Mr. Smyth couldn't help but notice. "A D would be all I needed to pass and graduate." She noticed he shifted a bit in his seat as he obviously mulled it over. If he is a lech, Sharon thought to herself, it just might be enough. Suddenly he spoke. "Well if you do consent, I suppose a paddling would be sufficient for a D. I don't have a paddle, so perhaps a..." Sharon cut him off. As much as what she was about to suggest creeped ...
... her out, it also aroused her. The thought of being alone in school with this creepy old man, seducing him into a passing grade with her sexy body, why not push things a little further? She could tell by his breathing that he'd consider anything from this blond vixen. "How about this" she said as she leaned over his desk, allowing him a glimpse down her shirt. "How about I lift up my short little skirt -- she played with the hem -- and let you spank me on my pantied ass. Would that be good enough for a C?" "Miss, that would be a bit unorthodox. I mean the school is largely empty and the cleaners won't be coming through until tomorrow, but I'm a teaching professional and you are a..." Not wanting him to get the upper hand, Sharon quickly countered. " A consenting adult, Mr. Smyth. And since nobody is here, who'll know? I'd get my passing grade, graduate and you'll get to discipline me, as I deserve to be. What do you say?" Before he could answer, Sharon upped the ante. As she spoke she had wandered to the side of Mr. Smyth's desk and sat down. Her sweet round ass cheek and smooth, sexy thigh rested within inches of the quickly breaking teacher. As she undid her ponytail and allowed her long blond hair to fall freely, she asked. "How about," she paused as if deep in thought, "that since we're all alone and nobody will ever know, I let you spank me on my bare ass? Would that be good for a B?" Mr. Smyth's was breathing quicker, and he ...