"I think some kind of punishment is in order," James said. Molly nodded her head. She stared down at the ground. Face bright red. Even through his anger, James couldn't help but stare at her. Her breasts were practically popping out of that bra. And her ample hips and ass were far too much for those little, lacy panties. She was a sex goddess -- the actual embodiment of illicit desire trapped in a young girl's mortal body. Fucking hell. James felt himself getting hard. His cock snaked down his pant leg and threatened to burst right through. He tried to ignore it. Hoped Molly couldn't see. "You're already trapped...