”Sam stared at where Heather's and Will’s bits connected. How she fit Will inside still baffled Sam. He recalled how loose she had been the past f...w times they fucked. At the time, he thought nothing more of the irregularity than a fluke.“I wish I could fill you up like that.” Sam slipped a couple fingers back in his pussy and shoved them as deep as they would go. He felt empty.“Oh, me, too, honey. But this,” Heather gyrated her hips, “is more like an exceptionally good bonus. The main show is. ” She smiled.“Wow!” Diane Caldwell exclaimed before continuing.“Did you cane them?” Diane could feel her juices beginning to flow.Miss Manson laughed nervously.“I did cane the girls. Usually six of the best given across their knickers or bare bottoms – it usually did the trick and most of them never wanted a repeat performance.” She picked up her cup and drained it before returning it to the table.“I think that’s what my daughter needs,” the younger woman muttered, just loud enough for Pauline. Settinghis joint down on the sink counter top, Carl reached down with hisdainty new hands and grabbed the base of his hoodie and quickly pulledit off. When he looked down again, he could see his pale, bare breasts,large but still perky, hanging on his chest, a flat belly beneath them.Carl's jaw dropped as he stared at them. They were magnificent. Heshook his chest from side to side and watched them jiggle and sway witha slight delay. He laughed to himself. He reached down for the jointand. . Penelope’s scent is strong. The king reaches out to stroke her soft folds. Her legs start to quiver slightly and a soft moan escapes her as she places her hands on his shoulders to support herself. “Oh no, not yet, kitty,” the king urges. “Let me taste you.” He pushes her back to her feet and slides from the seat to his knees in front of her. Then gently parting her folds with his fingers, he exposes her darker pink, inner folds and clit. The young witch is wet and glistening, her fur around.