I was amazed and could not help to pet and stimulate that delicious cock, Bobby finally moved the fabric of my bikini bottom and Spanky lastly reached...what both wanted. This is not right, this is not right … I kept repeating to myself and to him but… Good boy, very good Bobby encouraged his wonder dog Pussy Spanky, pussy. And the dog ate my pussy fervently while I stimulated the giant cock in my hand repeating in my mind that that was not right, but it felt so good. Spanky worked skillfully. Right now, it would have been frowned upon.I remember when our mom left us home alone, and I got scared and cried, but he made it all better by telling me stories and playing games with me. He always knew how to make me smile. While most siblings never got along, my brother and I never even had a real fight. I remember when he got really sick and my mom couldn’t get me away from him. I missed school and refused to move away. He got better and then I got sick, and then he wouldn’t leave me. We. The thought trailed off, the dispassionatecompression of the chastity cage around my dick saying more than wordscould."Please - sit down, Josh," Miss Stevens insisted, gesturing once more. Iwanted to do anything but. I wanted to turn and push my way out the door,past the guards, and go back to my cell to sulk. I wanted to leap atMarcus and start beating the crap out of him. I wanted to finally teachMiss Stevens she was mad to mess with me, slap that cocky grin off herface and make her moan as I. Before he could really finish saying his trip was cut short, I rose to my feet, let go of the cock I had been sucking. "Stay here" I ordered the young man and moved over to Jon. I slapped his face hard, "You fucker" I started, "You weren't supposed to come home till tonight" and slapped his face again. "You need to be punished for interrupting me" I told him and taking hold of his hair, I pulled Jon behind me towards the bedroom, but not before telling the young man to follow us. The three of.