I had her new panties in place before the powder had finished drying.I put a ten-pack of white panties in her correct size on top of her clothes, I th...rew the too-small ones away, and said, “I know you need a bra under your school shirt, but this shirt is tight enough to give you all the support you will need for a while yet. Don’t let me catch you wearing those too-small panties in gym class again, or you will go without panties for the rest of the day and wear loose shorts that don’t hide. Sometimes I even fantasized being spitroasted by the two of them. Michael would never do anything kinky like that, and maybe I wouldn't either, but Paul would I was sure. He was a player. He seemed to have a new hottie on his arm every time I seen him. Not that it made me jealous. I had Michael. Boring safe Michael. I was happy. I really was. But God I wanted to at least see Pauls cock....So the wedding went off without a hitch. Paul had turned up with a red head about ten years younger than. "It's alright," I said, still entranced by her beauty and the passion of the moment, "we don't have to go any further, I'm happy just being here with you." You're such a sweetie," She said, and gave me a tight hug."But," I said, "if we're not going any further with this, I think you'll have to put your shirt back on, otherwise I'm liable to slip..." I smiled.Collette laughed, and buttoned her blouse up again. We spent the rest of the evening cuddled up on the futon watching TV, kissing from. I could see how worried shelooked as I felt a hand rub the crack of my ass. Running it from betweenmy legs up, she mentioned I wasn't wearing my plug as well.She seemed very upset as she demanded Pam to go get her cane. Pam didn'twait around long as she ran to her room. Still with her fingers dug intome, She turned me to face her once again. She explained that I wasalways to be properly ready at all times, no excuses. About that timePam returned holding out a wooden cane before her. Ms Karen.