Dana's dress was hiked up around her waist and her right tit was hanging out as she stumbled over to Jim and kissed his forehead. Telling him how cute...he looked in his sissy attire. She then burst out laughing and sat on the bed. The half naked guy winked at Jim and told him how lucky he was to have such a hot, kinky wife and sat beside her and began groping her exposed tit and frenching her. They ended up laying back and all Jim saw was clothes flying everywhere and the sounds of moaning and. "I know," said Fred, "we heard a noise from where you guys were and saw it." Yea, like we saw him and got the fuck out of there with you guys!" said Shaggy."Thanks for the rescue." said Daphne and I in strange unison.Later that night, while at the hotel, I heard a knock on my hotel room door. I looked through the peep hole and saw Daphne with a worried look on her face."Whats a matter Daph?" I ask as I open the door."I just had a strange feeling like something was happening to me and that I. Struggling to come to terms with the pain, Steven contorted wildly, hovering his hands over his wounded buttocks as a satisfied smirk appeared on Mr. Fishwick's leathery face. “Right lad, you can rub yourself if you must and when you're done, pull up your trousers and get out of my sight,” announced the Headmaster gruffly.Frantically, Steven began to rub his wounds in an attempt to at least reduce some of the pain from his throbbing bottom. The feel of the hardened swellings which traversed his. My eyes were closed too, picturing Esme. First, I pictured her as she was a year ago, standing in Martin’s room, her towel at her feet: fourteen years old, no boobs to mention, a tiny hairless slit. And then I pictured her as she was this morning, drying her hair: tight, compact breasts, little wisps of black pubic hair. She was so cute, so innocent, and it felt wrong to be thinking of her like this – but then I remembered the sly wink she’d given me before she closed the door, and I grunted,.