Take forinstance, the punishment for not eating your Brussels' sprouts is alwaysnot getting dessert. The punishment for getting into a fight with Edwa...dBauer is going to be the same as it always is, it's going to be the dresspunishment and I, for one, am not looking forward to receiving it.To understand the dress punishment, you have to first understand whatdress we are talking about. The dress, first of all is pink. Not a coolhot pink either, but a very soft, delicate pink, with little pink. I wasn’t wearing any underwear, so she was happy.She was a little hesitant at first because she had never been with a girl. She was straight. But she looked into my eyes and then buried her head in my pussy. She started licking, and God was it amazing! I’ve had a lot of guys lick my pussy, and some were really good.But there’s just something about it when girls do it. It’s as if we know exactly which spot to hit. I’m sure most girls will agree with me. I was so excited I couldn’t control. On their feet they had rubber thongs (=US+UK flip flops). Both girls got wolf whistles from all the blokes. But then Ellie noticed a problem.“Suzie! You're leaking!”Sure enough Suzie had little wet patches around each nipple, where her milk was oozing out.“Shit! What can I do? I can't go out like this.”“Can't you wear a bra?” Phil suggested.“I don't own a single bra. I don't like wearing a bra. Wendy's got one sports bra, but it is too small for me. I don't think that Ellie owns a bra. He was coming, and it was over much too fast for Joan. She kept watching them as they relaxed, and then the man lifted from between the woman's legs. The woman stayed on the bed, her legs wide, and Joan watched her hairy cunt drip with the come juice, her hand moving about the thick curls of her pussy.Still excited, Joan turned from the telescope, her hand still inside her panties. She pulled the drapes and turned on the light, looking about her son's bedroom. She seldom had reason to enter it..