She said look dear lying is good. Whenever your baby lie we should punish her in a proper manner so that he won’t lie again.So, as it is the turn of... your pussy so I have no other option but to punish your pussy only. Sorry dear I was planning to behave a bit properly with your pussy but now you have done misconduct so I have to again have to be harsh. This time it would be your fault. So get ready. This time again she hold the clitoris too firmly and pressed it with even greater force. please. I..." Bernard stuttered, and looked down. Between his legs, noballs hung, and no cock emerged reassuringly from his groin. Instead,he saw a soft, curving mound, and below it, a slit. A shaking handdescended and rubbed it, and Bernard felt his sensitive labia relay thesensation of being stroked. He spread the mound, and the slick foldsparted, revealing the glint of a pink passage behind them. His bodyrelayed the sensation of cool air on his wet, sensitive vagina.His thighs slammed together,. ."At that moment Brian turned as if by instinct, but it was too late, two of the squad had grabbed him from behind and already his shorts were round his ankles, exposing the pale yellow cotton panties, which adorned his bottom. The shrieks of laughter grew as the girls ripped his shirt off with unexpected force to reveal the sports bra he wore beneath. Unable to run with his shorts round his ankles, the boy had no choice but to stand in full view of the thirteen year old girls as they heaped. She turned on the light next to their bed.“What time is it?” she asked in a wave of fatigue.“It’s one in the morning. Shhh. Go to sleep. Turn off the light.”“Then how will you undress?”“I can undress fine.”He crawled into the bed beside her. Maryam turned off the light.“You’ve been drinking again. I can smell it.”“I know. I know. I shouldn’t, but business is so rough these days. Everyone’s out to get me.”“Would you like to talk about it?”“Sure, why not.”She felt his arm sliding underneath her.