" She turned to me looking slightly puzzled. "Tell me something Winston, why, when there are all sorts of warnings in the paper and on television and ...adio about girls going out alone, do they still do it?"I took Anne's hand. "For the same reason girls still hitchhike, for the same reason people still drink and drive. Because it never happens to them and by the time they realise that it is happening, it's usually too late." I looked up the street and saw the pretty girl Anne had been referring. And i Could never resist having a sniff of some dirty panties whenever i had the chance so i opened the basket and found a couple of pairs, and it seemed fairly obvious that one of them was is sister's the other his mother's i had a good sniff of both, but the smell of his mother's pussy made my cock throb. Her scent was much stronger than her daughter's And it was very intoxicating and made me cum so hard. Now that i knew how good her vagina smelled, i had a full-on crush on her, and i. Their identities secure behind their masks, their cocks rose with impunity as they were led to indulge the pleasure of the severe woman.The three mature males were each made to stand next to chairs which faced one placed near the bed, their cocks jutted to full erections as the stern Headmistress strutted between them in her tight skirt, flexing the cane to show the promise of its application. Their eyes drifted toward the soft white legs and buttocks peeping from the very short skirt and tight. Reynolds. We is certain that they’s color under that rock. We still are certain, if you would just...”“Stop right there, Caleb. Why don’t I want that rock disturbed?”Caleb was confused. “Well, we’re not quite sure, Mr. Reynolds. It could be a real motherlode under there.”Caleb and Jackson were typical gold bug prospectors. Nothing in the world mattered to them except for gold. Digging for it, panning for it, blowing themselves up, if need be, for it. The rest of the world was just an obstacle.