Avec de jolies jambes qui arrivaient sur un menu fessier, tout prêt à accueillir de grands coups de reins. Un visage juvénile qui respirait la fra�...cheur et l'innocence, quel plaisir se serait de l'avilir ! Et les deux bosses dans son uniforme... Cela présageait des seins dont on pourrait se repaître toute la journée... Il aurait été mac, il y aurait vu une poule aux œufs d’or. Mais étant flic il allait devoir y mettre un peu les formes avant de lui mettre la main au panier. Mais Jean est. It was a beautiful location on a huge lake and each cabin had its own privacy amongst the trees and bushes. The sun had been shining all day and it was warm. The lake reflected the sun and there was a slight breeze that moved the leaves. The setting was idyllic.I found the cabin I was booked in but there was no sign of activity and looking at my watch it was just after five. I parked some yards away from the cabin and waited.After forty-five minutes had passe by I thought about leaving and. As the girls traipsed out looking very sorry for themselves and everyone was looking sympathetically at them, Abbigail used the diversion to send a text to Mrs Garner. It just said '2'. Mrs Garner got the text and knew what it meant. She knew that she had to deal with it. She had no choice. If she didn’t, sixteen-year-old Laura would be told and she would get the cane herself when she got home that evening. Laura would come round, as she did nearly every evening, and instead of a loving tongue. “I thought there was a price to be paid?” she said as she stepped even closer. There was something about the way she moved. The sway of her hips, the criss cross steps of her long sleek legs. The noticeable bounce of her breasts trapped beneath the taut satin of her costume. It was mesmerizing and I realized I was ogling her. “Umm, yes,” I said and realized it was in my real voice. I cleared my throat and continued in character. “Yes, my pretty. For my apple, I require a kiss.” There it was..