"But mom! I wanna see!" Jennifer whined, pouting a bit."This is between Ryan's first graders and the fifth graders. You'll haveyour turn next year, if...you get your stinger working by then," She states ina matter of fact way. Jennifer groans a bit but gets out of the car.I too got out of the car. I began to ponder. What was going on with thefifth graders? Sure, they were the oldest in the school but what would wefirst graders have to do with them? It was odd for sure. And mom mentionedJennifer's. In full view of the whole household, the wicked stepmother andstepsisters shocked to see their servant and plaything so transformed,the charming prince dropped to his knees as any suitor should whenproposing marriage. Instead of offering up a ring, though, he took thefeminised servant's throbbing member in his hand and directed it towardshis lips. Just as Cinders had done on the night of the ball, now theprince returned the favour. Soon he was licking at the whole veinylength of it, swallowing. About this time I realized my dick was putting out a kind of, “I need to pee!” feeling, which was odd as I didn’t think I needed to pee. I decided what my dick needed was more room, so as I was feeling up her boob with one hand, my other hand slipped down to slide my underwear down in front so my hard little dick had some room to maneuver. As it was released it promptly slapped forward, hitting the chair she was sitting in and somehow getting sort of trapped between the bottom of the cushion. ”Stacey came closer, then, and started handing me bags. Some of them held the clothes Ally had been wearing, some of them seemed to hold only empty boxes. She pulled a red tie out of one of them, which somehow matched Ally’s dress perfectly, and gave it to me after I’d piled the rest of the stuff into the trunk. I did notice that Stacey kept one bag in her hands, though.“Stace, thanks so much for your help today. I really appreciate it.”“No prob, girlfriend. It was a ton of fun. And Rob’s.