I fight back a desperate urge to simply grab my cock and stroke feverishly until milky white semen flies everywhere. That would be gratifying, but I w...nt something more than instant gratification.I want to consciously share this moment with Laura. I want her to come out of the darkness and reveal herself. If I’m lucky, she might even do more than just watch.I remember there is a small desk and goose-neck lamp in the back of the room. I rotate the lamp until it faces directly at the window, and. "No not twelve strokes please noooo..."The watching women's laughter increased when it became obvious that Fifie and Julie were pissing into their panties.Nurse Grey raised the cane above her shoulder, and once again bought it whistling through the air onto the chair. The loud crack of the cane as it hit the leather chair reverberated around the room. It was too much for the two sissies screaming in fear, their piss poured through their pink panties down onto Nurse Grey.The five ladies were. Fortunately most guys don't see this. Ninety-percent of a conversation at high school is what girls think of other girls, their hair, their make-up, their clothes, and what they're showing off or hiding. If someone thinks another girl is showing too much, the knives come out and they'll cut her down without a moment of hesitation. This includes such things as color and fabric. A girl might think a particular outfit flatters her looks, but trust me, there are girls who don't think that's so, and. Being that it was summer, Justin decided to put on a white fish net tank top and a pair of super short cut-off jeans. Slipping his white ankle socks on, Justin then put on his white Nike tennis shoes and called a cab. He stood outside on the street and a few minutes later, the cab pulled up and Justin hopped in. The cab driver looked back at Justin and asked, “Where to?” Justin smiled, then angelically said, “I’m not really sure sir, but somewhere in town will be fine I guess.” The cab driver.