"I was just glad I didn't get a whipping, I'd so much rather be grounded," Mia mumbled, almost under her breath in an attempt to change the subject."O... for sure," Carly said with big eyes, "Your grandpa is so old school," then she paused, "but if he had whipped you instead of grounding you then maybe you could have still gone to the dance," she said slowly, not fully understanding how painful and humiliating a whipping could be."It's not worth it," Mia assured her."I guess I'll just have to. We both took some rest in the living room. She went to the bathroom and cleaned her boobs. We chit chat, she stretches her legs. I asked her problem. She told you destroyed my pussy.Even my cock also got pain. She said you are a romantic guy I enjoyed. But your big cock fucked me so hard. I did an oil massage to her pussy. The clock shows 11:30 pm when I left her house. After a few days, I sent a message on Facebook but didn’t get any response from herAfter three days my Facebook got disabled.. In the end the chance to see and be seen had won out over the idea of being waited on in their suite. They put on their New Opportunity uniforms, short black kilts and tight, white, roll-neck sweaters. Somehow it only seemed right – the Breakfast Room of the Gynarch was where New Order had been founded, so as well as offering what they were sure would be an excellent meal it was also almost a pilgrimage for any member of New Opportunity. Besides, you never knew who you would meet.The two girls. From what I saw of Roger, he is also, though not as high as the bot yet. I am hoping this is him letting us in on what the hell is going on." Da comrade Evelyn, this waiting is nerve-racking, to say the least." Ruslan said with a sigh. "Keeping them all here will be difficult." I might have an idea for that," Evelyn replied a slight smile on her face.It was an hour later when, both Evelyn and Ruslan left the secured warehouse heading deeper into the city."I still think this is a really bad.