"I'm just so effing horny that I couldn't think about anything else."Denise decided to think aloud here. "Well, now I don't know what to do here. I co...ld punish you for being so naughty you can't even do what I instructed you to do. But you did stay quiet for the whole ten minutes. So maybe you deserve a reward."In truth, there really wasn't much of a choice. Denise's pussy was yearning for some kind of sexual contact and wouldn't put up with this bullshit for much longer. So all it took was. She hoped only that their souls would be spared the pains of eternal damnation she was certain their murderers must surely endure when their time should come.Amity was shocked to see that his cloth had not spared the priest who served in the chapel any more than it did his congregation. Amongst the piled bodies, slumped over the pews and under the shelter of the holy relics that had failed on this occasion to save believers from the knights and mercenary warriors of a vengeful Duke, there, on. At least they tried. She wrote "7/10" then drew a large crimson C.Her computer monitor chirped as she saw she had received another useless email. Wait. It was from the principal. The nearly thirty something year old brunette leaned forward to check out her screen; had there been any male students in the room they would have checked Miss Williams out. Her features were the make of a natural beauty, her curves just perfect. Many students tried to get a glimpse down Miss Long's blouses, some even. Before he knew it, he was on the edge of coming, not caring if he stained Lucy's panties, when he heard her and Marcel coming through the door of their flat.Torn between wish fulfillment and embarrassment, there was no time to disguise what he was doing other than to grab Lucy's silk robe and slip it on over her panties... He tried to go to the bathroom ahead of them, but Lucy, with Marcel behind her, confronted him at the entrance to their bedroom."What the fuck are you doing in my robe? Get.