"Feel the front of his panties, boy. It's what you're wearing soft,smooth satin gloves for. Fondle the shape of his penis to bring him sissypleasure."...ason released his gloves from Miss Presswell's arms and allowed them toreach in front of him, his hands cupped round the little shapes in thesissy's satin gusset but not quite touching them. There was a warble ofdesire from the boy as Jason cupped one hand under the satin-clad purse,and his eyes closed as Jason's other hand clasped the penis in. “I hate that sweet, fake coffee you brought me,” she said, “It tastes like sheet, why do you all drink it?” “I don’t drink it” I said, “But people here, think that you drink it like that in Europe.” “I need strong black coffee when I work,” she said as she bit through a slice of bacon. She reached for one of my pieces of bacon, and my hand reached out to stop her. As our hands touched, an electric feeling went through me at the contact. She smiled again and then playfully took my bacon. “We’ll. I hope that you can join me, because this is going to be a big one, and it will probably be all that I can do for several hours. At least, I should be recharged for a quickie tomorrow morning.”Hardly had he said those few words when Jack seemed to come explosively. He shot jets of jizz into his sister’s cunt with such force that she had no trouble feeling them hit her vaginal walls and cervix. This was enough to stir her innards into action, and she came with Jack, though not with as much force. 'This is the last time I'm going to tell you this, your uniform is a disgrace! I'm putting you in detention two hours after school and if that doesn't sort you out then I'm going to discuss it with your parents!'Maisie just sighed and walked out, not bothering to argue.At the end of the day Maisie walked in about 10 minutes late to detention. She got a slightly hopeful feeling that she might get to go home seeing as there was absolutely no one in the room. She had a sigh of relief and then.