..??Let?s get you fitted!?Luckily for Pansy, Paul wasn?t a huge guy, so they had a pair thatfitted Pansy?s feet perfectly.Even though they felt right ...itting down, Pansy Pumpscock didn?t takethat for granted, mincing about the shop with her limp wrists high attit level, doing everything they could to make the business-suited Paullook as faggotty as humanly possible.As she made her ridiculous impression of a runway strut around thestore, Pansy Pumpscock let out her satisfaction in the only way. “She and Miss Gallagher are in a stall somewhere making up for the six hours they couldn’t fuck each other.”“Oh,” Gina said, taken aback. “I don’t really know what to say to that.”“Say you’ll get me out of here,” Kay laughed. “I am so ready to sleep in a familiar bed.”Gina paused. “Well, you slept in mine once,” she said, touching Kay’s arm.“Good enough for me,” Kay said, wrapping her arm in that of the homecoming queen, pausing for the briefest of moments to squeeze one of her prominent. He bid the caller to enter and Paul and Fiona entered. The old Abbot sat behind his desk in his long woolen habit and cowl,on the desk in front of him was the cane he would use on this naughty boy and girl. Paul closed the door and the Abbot ordered both of his penitents to approach the table."Both of you have come here of your own free will to repent your wicked ways and to accept the punishment that I will bestow on you both;is that correct?" Abbot Benedict asked,although he knew the. And I was wet. Jack hugged Mum, for just a moment too long, at least for my liking, not that I was jealous, I didn’t mind. As they broke away, I noticed Jack had a hard on. Giving my Mum a hug had made his big cock come to life, and there it was straining inside his trousers, hard. I could just see the outline. I wondered if Mum knew what effect she’d had on him. For a second I saw them fucking, his big cock inside her, as she bucked beneath him, while I fingered myself. As soon as I thought.