” “Wait here... I'll go and get something.” Celia disappeared upstairs and returned with the two Lochgelly tawses. Sophie was familiar with th... first which had been a regular part of her life during her last years of school but had never seen the second. “Wow! When did you get that Mummy?” she asked. Mrs. Dupree explained that she had purchased the tawse from the manufacturer on a trip to Scotland shortly after their discipline program had been introduced. At eighteen years old, Sophie had. But I don’t expect to ever be able to afford something like this. I’m going to be an engineer, not a lawyer.”“An engineer like Dad?”“Dad’s an electrical engineer, that’s why he works at the power plant. I’m doing structural engineering, that’s more like bridges and roofs over stadiums and things like that.”“Oh!” See, I was learning stuff. I hadn’t even known there were different types of engineers. Dad never really explained what he does at work. He just points at Homer Simpson and says “I do. .."Fuck this, I'm going home. Damn trains, they're so fucked up." John took one last look at the screen displaying train times - all delayed - and turned back down the main road towards home. He glanced around at the empty roads; he'd never seen this neighbourhood so deserted, usually he came home at 'rush-hour' with everyone else. It was so quiet too. If he crept in the back door he could get to his room without being noticed, and maybe get a few more hours sleep before his moms realised he. I lost.Kimberly “Kimmie” Miller“Ooh, that was so much cum,” I purred, my pussy on fire from the risk I took. I ran my hands up my belly to my jizz-coated tits and massaged Becca Brittany’s futa-cum into my breasts. My fingers brushed my nipples, making my futa-dick tingle. “You are amazing.”Resignation filled Becca Brittany’s face. “And now you’re going to fuck me.”“Yep!” I grinned, savoring this moment. “I was a big fan before you became a futa.”“You mentioned that,” Becca muttered, her eyes.