She looks over on you, her face, full of disgust, walks over to you and looks you into the eyes "What the hell are you doing?!" she yells at you, looking at you and waiting for an answer.
"Why are you rubbing ketchup on your pussy? and why do these innocent girls have your wadded up panties?!?!?!?!!!" she looks at you angrily as you look down at your feet. " I......I.......I was just..........." Sam tried to answer but nothing would come out of her mouth, her tormentors giggling at her predicament
The mother picks up her panties and places them into her bag, and turning back to Sam "You'll get these back after my daughter and I are done here, but first..........."
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