Turning around in horror I saw the tell-tale run in the left stocking. Iwas puzzled as it had not been there a moment earlier. I started toprotest but... a harsh glance from Aunty Jane silenced me."That will be your first punishment sissy - the first of many perhaps"she said as turned to make an entry in the punishment log."Yes Madame" I replied, trying to work out exactly what punishment wouldnow be inflicted upon me. We were interrupted by the tinkling of the door bell announcing that ourfirst. .. and I knew Mike wouldn't be either.MikeI can't begin to describe how good that bj felt! I've had some good ones before, from Lisa who had a lot of knowledge what felt good with me. Hell, we'd been doing that stuff together since we were 11 or 12... but Megan gave me something that was beyond comprehension, and she had never done it before. All I could think was, my god... I love this girl. No, it wasn't just the dick talking there. I loved her, I knew it deep down inside... and I knew I had. Fionna's eyes stayed with his though, until he was out of sight.She couldn't believe how tired she was, although she knew she should be used to it by now. The pain was returning as well, no surprise there. This had been her last concert, and even though she had known she would enjoy playing it, the present her newly thrown together band had given her was something she would always remember. Even though 'always' wouldn't be that long.She hoped that she'd make it through the session tonight.. "She never misses a chance to show it off" "And you can easily see why," her mother added.The girl was doing her best to live up to her family's estimation of her charms. Now she was lolling back against the couch so that she was virtually spread-caged, and placing her hands into the well of her splayed crotch.With bugging eyes, I watched her fingers clutch her pussy lips and slowly pry them apart. By the time she was finished, her twat was open at least six inches wide and I was looking.