Miss Leigh was always up for a bit of a laugh during my Worship Sessions with Her, as was Her model friend who was also there. One of my favourite things was when I could spread all the mags from my case - heavily spunk-stained, packed with toilet paper so the mag was 4 or 5 times its original size, and full of my very pervy captions and cartoons - and then turn up in my mac and wank-trousers, holes in my mac pockets and big spunk-stains in my wank-trousers to ogle them on the shelf.

Miss Leigh would first of all introduce me to Her model friend - "this is Graham, he's a big pervert and wanker, he needs some more magazines to add to his huge collection". Miss Velventina would say "oh good, well hopefully he'll find some magazines here that he really likes!"

I would ease my stiffening willy upright in my pants using the holes in my mac pockets for access, and shuffle along to start looking at the dirty mags, opening them at pages packed with brown-stained toilet paper and gawping at the lovely pics inside of baregirls.  "Do you like the magazines Graham, you big wanker?!" Miss Leigh would say, "have you seen any that you like?!" She would be stifling Her laughter as She spoke, as was Miss Velvetina.

"Ohh, they are lovely, lovely mags Miss," I croaked in reply, "full of lovely bare girls Miss, I love seeing pics of bare girls, it makes me, uhm, well, you know..."

"I don't know Graham, you'd better tell me!" Miss Leigh stated sternly, to even more laughter from Miss Velvetina.

I was getting very excited and could speak more openly - "uhm, well, pics of girls showing all their knick-knix Miss, uhm, and some lovely girls wearing very low-cut tops Miss....makes me, uhm...spunk in my pants"

"Oh really Graham, is that what it makes you do?!" Miss Leigh was speaking more softly now, knowing She was winding me up and up, while Miss Velvetina was chuckling to Herself.

"Ohh..Miss...." I stumbled, my willy throbbing very hard now, "I'm..I think I'm going to....uhm..."

"Graham! You're not going to spunk in your pants are you?! You big wanker!" Miss Leigh was trying to stifle Her laughter, while Miss Velvetina had given up and was giggling a lot now.

I opened another page in the mag I'd taken off the shelf and there was a lovely, lovely pic of Miss Big Tits Lindsey Dawn McSpunk Queen, and I groaned loudly - "ohhh....Miss..Lindsey....Spunk..Queen...bare...girl..ohhh...."

Miss Leigh turned to Miss Velvetina with a twinkle in Her eye - "he's going to spunk in his pants any minute, you see!"

"Really?! Well we've got to see that haven't we?! Go on you big wanker, spunk in your pants, look at Her big tit pics and spurt a load of spunk into your pants Wanker!" Miss Velvetina spoke definitely.

I moaned out loud as a big stream of spunk unloaded into my underpants, and then I went "spunking...me....pants...Miss....ohhhhhhhhhhhhh......."

Both girls laughed out loud as my head jerked up and down and a big wet patch started to spread across the front of my wank-trousers, adding to the mass of stains already there. I shuddered in time to the shots of spunk, until my pants were a soggy wet mess, and I was calming down.

"Well well well Graham, you big wanker, now we can do some poses for you can't we Miss Velvetina?! Let's see how long Wanker lasts before he spunks in his pants again!"

The girls took it in turns to pose while the other took photos. It wasn't long before my hand was through the holes in my wank-mac and trouser pockets, fiddling with my willy which soon started to get stiff again. Then Miss Leigh did a lovely pose, squashing Her big tits together so Her cleavage was mesmerizing and making me gawp at Her showing off. Both girls were laughing again now, and Miss Leigh did another pose, this time squeezing Her lovely cleavage between Her elbows.

I was gently massaging my willy, now stiff again, the spunk soaked into my pants making it nice and slippery. Soon I was rubbing up and down the shaft, making moaning noises and saying "ohh...spunk...queen....ohhh...bare...girl" over and over.

"Look he's rubbing his little dick!" Miss Velvetina said, laughing a lot.

"What do you expect?!" Miss Leigh chuckled, "he's a wanker, a big wanker!"

Both girls were now posing, making sure they were winding me up more and more, and I unzipped my mac so they could see me rubbing myself, gasping at the state of my wank-trousers, with a big mass of spunk stains old and new all over the front of them. "God look at the state of those trousers!" Miss Leigh said, and Miss Velvetina was laughing out loud.

Then Miss Velvetina raised Her skirt up to show Her stocking-tops, while Miss Leigh was squashing Her lovely big tits cleavage between Her hands, and I started to moan out loud as I jerked myself in front of the girls. "Go on then you wanker!", Miss Leigh was saying, "spurt spunk into your trousers!"

"He's going to spunk in his pants any second!" Miss Velvetina said.

Then I was pumping spunk, shot after shot after shot, the fresh wet patch spreading right across the front of my trousers, making both girls smile and laugh. PUMP PUMP PUMP PUMP!! I was bent nearly double and moaning loudly as I jerked up and down in perv ecstasy.

"Oh Graham, look at the state of your trousers! Don't you ever wash them?! Miss Leigh said.

"I think he just likes to store up all his spunk stains for us to see when he comes along for his worship sessions" Miss Velvetina laughed.

I held my mac wide open and paraded my big wet patch in front of them. "I love spunking my pants in front of you lovely girls," I croaked, "I really, really do."