Swapping Students

Becky rolls into detention way early. She figured it'd be old man Jones scolding her. Instead Mr. Wilson waits with that 'I’m not fucking around' smirk on his face. She’s already running her mouth—where the hell’s Jones? Mr. Wilson shuts her down quick: Jones ain’t sick and he sure as hell ain’t absent—he’s got Sara for a little one-on-one in the next room. Turns out Jones is done swallowing Becky’s shit and Wilson’s done taking it from Sara too, so the man swapped them like trading cards. Simple deal. Now Wilson tells her exactly what’s next: clothes out of the way, ass bare, and his hand turning that round butt red enough to teach her the lesson once and for all.