I sat on my bed trying to figure out how to punish him asour dad called us down for dinner. I got to my door first and waited forAndrew to open the do...r... as he opened the door I pushed him to thewall.Me: you better putthese back on right this instant! If you ever wear boxers in this houseagain, I swear everyone will see these pictures of you in my panties! Isthat understood???Me: I asked if that was understood missy?!Andrew: yes, I'm sorry...He put the diaper and panties back in and went down. I really believe she is the girl for me.”“I know Carter is the guy for me,” Valerie added.Carter presented the box to Dorothy. “I brought a hostess gift.”“Oh, Carter — it wasn’t necessary. Having you here is a gift in itself.” She ripped off the paper. “A bottle of Veuve Clicquot Champagne...”“For toasting New Year’s Eve,” he said.“It’ll be perfect for that. Thank you.”Carter lay on Valerie’s bed in his boxers while she performed her nightly toilet. She came through the bedroom door in her. And sent a weak dribbler rolling toward shortstop.Everybody took off running. The pitcher grabbed the ball, dropped it, grabbed it again and threw it to first base — about nine feet high and over the fence. Two runs scored and Jason wound up on second base.Meantime, I took a chance. I glanced behind us to make sure there were no watchers and I dropped my hand to her well-rounded bottom. She was so busy clapping and cheering she didn't seem to notice. My cock did, however, as it inflated to its. "Sandra leaned over and picked up a pack of Salems from the end table. Doing so brought her pubic hair in contact with Millie's nose, tickling it. She took out a cigarette, lit it, took a few puffs, and exhaled. Millie was in a hopeless situation. This woman - this stranger, had stripped her of her clothes. Had stripped her of her dignity. She was a business major, and yet there she was, on her knees, with an older woman's sex, just inches from her nose. Sandra's musky scent was almost.