My mother reached out and snatched me by my nose and pulled me toward her so she could look me right in the eye. She had stopped the car. Mom spoke in... a very harsh and severe tone “You’ll wear that clothespin under your skirt inside their house and say nothing to anyone. I don’t care if some kid pulls your skirt all the way off. You will stand there and smile like a mannequin. On the way home, you will have a clothespin on your tongue. That should remind you about making plans, Fart Face.” my. ' I was always very feminine in my appearance and tastes, both my sister and Jenny were very feminine ladies too. I would try to visualize what they were wearing under their dresses, and would take in all aspects of their clothing. Stiletto shoes were becoming very popular, as were black nylons. For a few weeks it was a very lonely time, I tried to put my experiences with Rachael and Jenny out of my mind but it was impossible. I would dream of them and sometimes wake up extremely horny, and. I was still holding her pussy in my hand. She opened her legs even further and I now had full access to her wet pussy. The guy who was blowing me was an expert; I felt I was close to coming. I did not want to come at that point; I still had a whole night ahead of me. I gently touched his cheek and slowly removed my dick from his mouth. It seems he had been stroking another dick with his right hand. There was just a brief interruption before I heard him slurping again on another guy’s dick. In. He stood merely inches away from her, his body heat radiating off from him onto the feline. “Mr.Vee..?” She whispered quietly, looking up at the canine teacher with confused, amber eyes.“Shh... hush. Don’t say a word until I tell you, understand?” He growled softly, pulling her chubby body against his hard muscle framed body. The professor was assertive but only in a soft manner.A large paw trailed its way down her back until it reached her ass. He took a large paw-full of her soft, clothed ass.