I came out of the laundry room and got between them and helped them up the stairs. My mom was giggled and said to me that her pussy is full of cum and...she loved it. Her friend laughed and said thats ok my mouth was used as a cum dump. I got them both to my moms room and as I was tying to get them both on the bed Eileen fell on the floor. I got my mom on the bed and reached down and picked up Eileen and got her on the bed. I left the room and went to my room to get some sleep. About an half an. There was the bed, wash-stand, chamber-pot and all complete. Perhaps one lolled out of the window, showing her breasts, and if you gave such a one a shilling, she would stoop so that you could see right down past her belly to her knees, and have a glimpse of her cunt-fringe. Sometimes one would pull up her garter, or another sit down and piddle, or pretend to do so, or have recourse to other exciting devices when men peeped in.I used to look in and long. Sometimes had a shilling peep and then. All throughout the dance, Icouldn't help but be distracted by the older boys waiting by the side ofthe stage for their performance. Obviously, they weren't wearing a pairof tights, a leotard and a silly cardboard carrot- they were dressed asthe Backstreet Boys, and even back then, I would've given anything justto be able to dance with them, or just to be one of them. Of course,that dream wouldn't come true for a long, long time....Almost two decades, in fact, as I'm reminded when I grab a. “I feel remorse for my actions and I will take any punishment that you see fitting.” He rubbed his clean-shaven chin and considered it. “Okay, I will forgive you,” he said, “And let you date my daughter.” I let out a breath in relief. “…But only if you accept my punishment and do not resist.” I nodded vigorously. I was just glad that Mr. P had forgiven me and thought that any punishment was more than worth the pleasure that I would receive from my beautiful girlfriend. He pointed at the desk.