Angela gave a quick smile behind Verity’s back. Clicking it closed but not too tightly. XXX “Verity, are you ok?” Her mom called, then she heard footsteps on the stairs. What caught Verity’s gaze was the look on her mother’s face. She squeezed the ball, it was made of rubber. She had always been totally straight. This time aiming at the seam where Verity’s buttock met her left thigh. But, you do need punishment for what you’ve done.” Angela pretended to think about what to do. She dragged it out, dropped to her knees by it and lifted off the lid to look inside. Verity nodded and held up the key. That confused her, how come her mom had looked so much like she was enjoying it? She pressed her free hand onto Verity’s stomach and pushed her down into the bed.
