I’m Mrs. O’Malley. Welcome to first grade! In a minute I’m going to call everyone’s name and I want you to raise your hand really high when yo... hear yours, but first, let’s go over what you should have brought with you today. Ms. Gould will help you find your cubbies and we’ll put everything away. Raise your hand if you have your backpack.”Mrs. O’Malley saw all the hands raised.“Wonderful! Raise your hand if you have four pencils.”All the hands raised again.“Excellent. Does everyone have their. She shrugged her shoulders saying that she was not really up for it and really wanted to get comfy and maybe have a kip. I was not that bothered, so I put the bed up and I decided to go for a walk and check out the site.I did not come across anyone in and around the shower block which was quiet frustrating, so I made my way back to the van. It was around 5 am the next morning when my wife decided to wake me up as she wanted some attention. Well with a morning wood to assist me I was not going. All that paper weighs quite a bit, but I handled the weight quite easily. I was just a tad nervous (call it opening day nerves) but all I had to do was look at the customs officers and say, "Nothing to declare, mate." They made their chicken tracks on my luggage and waved me out. At first I used a trunk with a false bottom. But the ease with which I passed through customs showed me I didn't need a false-bottomed trunk. I stuffed three quarters of the suitcase with legal tender and covered the. Not really, not now."Sit down mom. I want to go over a few things with you."Janice went over to the couch and sat. She tried to hold onto the bottom of her robe, so as not to flash her pussy on the way down. When she looked up at her son he was scowling at her. She wasn't sure why at first, then it dawned on her. Slowly Janice began to spread her legs, reveling her bald pussy to her son. The wider she spread her legs, the bigger the smile on her son's face got. Finally she was splayed open as.