“You must be Ms Penderton, and this pretty girl must be Peter.” The stern girl giggled audibly as the sissy squirmed in discomfort at this immedi...te humiliation; now everyone present was assured he would be put firmly in his place. Stepmother smiled wickedly.“Oh no, from this day onwards, this is ‘Pepper Penderton’; I trust that your academy will ensure she is the perfect lady when I next come to see her.” Pepper’s cock was rigid as she eyed the wicked cane the woman carried; she thought how. Who? What? How? I mean what exactly was going on here? Trina began kissing and nibbling at Stef who was now circling my wife’s swollen lips with the tip of her tongue. She then started open mouth kissing Trina and exploring the depths of her remarkable pussy with her tongue occasionally sucking on her clit to Trina’s exquisite satisfaction. Trina’s head started thrashing from side to side. But my wife was well up to this challenge and she would make this girl cum at her will which appeared to. He put the pad of his thumb right against her anus and started to gently massage it. As he did so Michelle began to let out the sexiest combinations of moans laced with whimpers..."You like that girl? You want me to keep going?" Yes, Mickey, but I want your dick in there..." Yeah... You want my dick in your butt, girl?" Yes, Come on give me that dick, Mickey..."Mickey applied some more lube on the tip of his penis and some more on Michelle's asshole. He stood up and guided his dick into. My youngest is full of surprises. She is a deep thinker and keeps her cards close to the vest. There has been some tension in our home over religion since my illness due to the “on again off again Flanagan” way my brain deals with religious issues now. I know it’s weird. I can in all honesty say I am an atheist and I believe Freya exists and Jesus too for that matter.I know it’s a complete contradiction and I am at peace with that. I just know that at this level of granularity of reality they.