” They answered in union.“Please don’t ground us!” Cyndi screamed and leapt to her feet.“Who said anything about grounding you?” Shavaye ...rinned.“So how do you plan on punishing us then?” Bobby asked.“Well come down to the basement and see for yourself.” Shavaye said as she beckoned with her finger. ***************************************************************************************************************As they walk down the stairs to the basement the children were in complete shock.. I moaned and pulled it out, rubbing my juices all over my hole and my pussy with the head of my pencil. Then, I repeated the light thrusting motions with my pencil and prevented from touching myself with my hands regardless of how much my clit was aching to be rubbed or my boobs to be groped. I sped up my motions and begin to pant heavily when I felt myself coming close. However I stopped myself and pulled out the head a little and made circular motions at the entrance of my hole. My eyes. Valerie was really and truly going to give the doggy some head! Cindy's mind reeled and spun. The sexy teenager was overcome by lust.Valerie had slipped her head under the hound and was licking her lips. The dog's red cockhead was looming up right in front of her face. She glanced across and smiled at Cindy, pleased to see how interested the girl looked--knowing that by the time she had finished milking the dog's cock and balls, Cindy would be hot as a pistol again, and ready to give Valerie. Actually I carried two pistols and a box opener. I carried the Glock, 10mm ugly automatic, in a belt holster on my ass, and the .38 concealed hammer revolver in my purse. The flat box opener, I carried it in the hip pocket of my well worn jeans.The limo dropped me at the hotel, which was also chosen by our travel agent. I signed the register with Maxine's old signature, even thought I had a dozen more programed inside my electron shooting brain.Believe it or not a jet engine produced a lot of.