'"Is that Pedo Supplies of Weatherfield," the chap said, "The cycling specialist?" Indeed it is sir, bikes, tarts, prostitutes you name it we got it,"...Jenkins said earnestly, "We got dog sex, kiddie porn and my favourite sheep, there's nothing quite like a nice warm wooly." Burrrrrrp," went the phone as the punter rang off."Jesus Christ Jenkins!" Inspector Head snapped, "Forget the Sheep!" But was all the rage at Pontypridd," he said, "Never had any Pedos, sheep shagging that was the thing."The. When we got to the kitchen I could not believe my eyes, there in the middle of the room was a pink high chair the girl made me climb up in it. Tina smack me on my diapered bottom before I sat down, then she put a strap around my waist. "We don't want are pretty little girl to fall out do we?" When she put the tray on and locked it in place while Janna was putting my hands behind the chair and strapping them there, and Tina strap my legs to the chair, I was in and could not move.They stood. She had wanted to go out with him for years but was always ignored until today. Now she was thankful for their impromptu fling on the beach. Even if it was an orgy.Her panties were getting wet just from remembering the carnal gang bang that she had that afternoon and of thinking about her upcoming date with the man of her dreams, Reggie Mantle. She jumped into bed earlier than normal just so she could masturbate herself under the sheets, away from the prying eyes of her parents.Reggie's plans. Just inside the bedroom door, at the end of your bed, there is a pair of shoes, lying where you have kicked them off as you went to bed.I shine the light slowly up towards the bed, half expecting to see you looking at back at me. But my fears are unnecessary. Your eyes are tightly closed in drunken slumber. You’re on your back, dressed up for a night out. You’re wearing a green dress, with a tight bodice and a flared satin skirt. The dress clings to your curves: lifting your ample breasts and.