Ms. XXNX The robotic plucking arms could pluck ten hairs a second until she was as bald as a baby down there. “Lets see if we could trip her into some chicken shit or something. Ms. “Well, well, well ain’t you pretty! Both chaperones had evil smirks on their faces once they relished the idea that they found a way to prolong her nakedness and suffering. Then in a blink of an eye the arms began tearing panties apart as Ms. No telling what type of vermin you find living in chicken feathers!” Yelled Mrs. But neither did the chaperones for that matter. The four moms just looked at each other shaking their heads in disgust.
