Indeed, Mrs. Carson was far from being concerned about her daughter’s bottom, nor her own. Her pussy shuddered with excitement as she increasingly w...ndered about how her own bottom will feel when it was her turn to go across Mrs. Denver’s lap and be spanked. Mrs. Carson remembered again her own student days. How she too was more interested in enjoying life rather than work. How she had regularly been sent to the Headmistress and was spanked and caned. How she used to masturbate afterwards. She. Hopefully Jaimie won't let itget to her head but she is going to be over the moon." Tarja gave him a hugas did Averill with Tarja adding, "Tell Kylie thank you." Willie justnodded, unsure what she meant but guessing it was a simple, "Thank you forshowing me it's alright" message.The trio drove on, watching as the two girls eagerly talked about themeeting. Tarja seemed to be taking things best, she was full of life whileAverill took it in stride, just grinning and nodding. Marion though. "I hope these belong to your roommate."Michael was embarrassed, "Sorry Mom, I got the bedroom so Jeff uses the living room which means he has control of the décor. I would have taken them down, but I didn't get a chance to ask Jeff whether it would be okay. Don't worry, you'll be sleeping in my room."Christine looked around at the meager furnishings. There was one couch, a table and a television set. She frowned as she noticed something conspicuously absent. "Where are you going to sleep. Betsy's young man was her son Mark. She cringed. She should have known.She had sat at a booth in the back, and she saw him come in and look around. She felt stupid. She should have known. But that didn't make a lot of sense, because there was no way she could have knownThen she realized Betsy was sleeping with her son; had they arranged this so Mark could get into his mother's panties? The thought sent a completely lascivious shiver through her. He looked so good across the room, broad.