She giggled, then moved quickly to him. He stood up and undid his jeans. Raleigh pulled them down, a hungry look in her eye. She was still wearing her...white sweater, but somewhere along the line she’d ditched her white jeans. Then she saw Tracie staring at her and kneeled down to kiss her. Suddenly his cock was there, half-hard, between the two of them. He pushed it towards Tracie’s lips. “Make it hard. Make it hard for her.” Feeling her face turn red with the humiliation of it, she opened. ..My sassy mouth always seems to get me in trouble. I am ordered to lower my jeans and panties mid thigh and go to the corner. I must press my nose firmly in the corner and push my bottom out, my back arched. After 15 mins or so of corner time, I am allowed to pull my panties back up, however, the jeans must stay where they are. I am then ordered to stand at his right knee for scolding. Then he gently takes my wrist and lowers me over his lap. He allows his hand to rest on my shaking. He hoped that for one month, those things will be willing to wait."Good, little Zax, here, place your hand on the violet stone. Don't do anything else. Internally it already has too many fractures. With your body fitness level it won't be difficult for you to break it by mistake, and until I tell you, don't try to inspect it with your Soul Sense". Laivien laid out the first guidelines.Zax complied. Laying his hand on the violet stone, he felt water like smoothness and cold. It was as if he had. The Sunday morning, I was there on time but no sign of Tracy. I assumed she'd changed her mind or had other plans suddenly. It was about five to nine when I noticed her in her familiar black bikini walking along the side waving to me. I waved right back and she dived straight in and came up next to me, treading water. She was a lovely sight, her beautiful face so close to mine, her fine tits held in the now wet bikini top, her nipples hard and jutting out through the material, her long, long.