no, dammit!

'Whoa there, boy!"

Nathalie slips sideways out of his grasp, the school dress falling back around her knees.

He turns and pushes her back against the table, face to face this time, lifting up her dress and intending to penetrate her missionary style. She pushes him back.

"I said no!"

"...what? You said I was getting lucky!"

"That was before you made me wear this outfit and spanked my ass, you pervert!" Nathalie laughs. Seeing the look of disapointment on Adam's face, she shrugs. "Don't worry too much. You're definitely getting lucky sometime soon. But I need another crack at you beforehand."

"Another crack? What do you mean?"

"I mean its two-nil! You've watched me shave myself bald, and now you've spanked me in my old school uniform! I'm feeling a bit humiliated, you know? So before you get a chance at getting into my panties, I want a final crack at getting some ****. I want to make you blush for a change!"

Adam sits back, zipping his jeans back up. Dammit! He is going to have to have one hell of a wank when he was back on his own. "What did you have in mind?"

Nathalie shrugs. She still looks young and vulernable in her school uniform. "I need to think about it. Why don't you stay over in the spare room tonight and we can talk about it in the morning? Its nearly 5am, and Mother knows you're here now in any case. She won't mind."

Adam licks his lips. "You're going to get such a good fucking one day, you know."

"Not today, sweetie," Nathalie grins. "Now go have a wank and get some sleep. We can continue this when the sun comes up."