Then he moved to the other side and did the same thing. In a matter of moments, I was naked on the table.I watched, the fear returning as they began t... undress. Mr. Jones was standing between my legs, naked. We are sick and tired of all the teasing it is time for you to pay the piper. He moved closer to me, his hand reaching down, slipping a finger into my sex, working it in and out I could feel my body betraying me as the moisture flowed, then without a warning he was driving his cock into me.. -----------------------------------The next morning, Chao along with Pete and the entire Canadianhousehold went through the boxes of children's clothing, sorting bytype and size and laying them out on makeshift tables. They startedwith the kids in the remodeled prison cell block. It all went rathersmoothly as the boys were in near rags and any replacement would bewelcome. New shirts, shorts, underwear and shoes were well received.There were some complaints that the shirt button's were on the. And even after I emptied it all, Chris stayed on his knees, licking up and down my legs for another taste. The loud sucking sound his mouth created on the spandex fabric was so hot! Honey! Youre gonna make mommy fall! I giggled, holding onto his shoulders as he pushed against my legs. Chris didnt have the time to answer, instead pulling my pants down far enough so he could lap up my bare pussy, licking up any leftover drops still there. You like being mommys dirty little toilet?! I teased,. Of course, if that was where the story ended, I wouldn't have even begun telling it in the first place.Like I was saying, things began to approach a level that remotely resembled normal, with nothing really important happening, until one day I was just sitting in my dorm room cramming for a test when the door opened and Larry barged in. It was about a quarter past seven if I recall correctly. Ordinarily Larry entering the room would be nothing special, but today he had something to show me..