Peeper s Punishment
Peeper's Punishment By PJD She knew he was watching, he always did. Walking to the window she shouted down to her twin Sandra, "Come on up to my bedroom Sandra, I have bought a new sweater I want you to see." Sandra knew this to be the prearranged signal that he was peeping. Smiling she got off her bike, allowing her tiny black mini skirt to ride up her young shapely thighs, allowing the briefest glimpse of her white nylon panties... He didn't...