Heknew her so well: Jonathon with his heavy hands and thick fingers thatplayed so gently with her secret places, that found and traced withouthesitati...n her many hidden scars and badly-healed wounds.She sighed deeply. The sight of David's form, splayed out on theoperating table, stung her deeply; deeper than she would have thoughtpossible. There had been so much blood when she found him. He hadn't beenbreathing; his heart had stopped."Are you having second thoughts?" No," she answered, and then. I suppose I was grateful later in my life that the constant injections of venoms and plant poisons gave me a resistance immunity to almost all natural forms of poison, but as a growing child, it was torture to be half paralyzed with curare, or rattlesnake venom, forbidden to play with other children, and made to study things like physics, chemistry, mathematics, music, languages, philosophy, poetry and religion.In a way I was lucky, my Mother gradually distanced herself from my regime, only. Men who would use me. Naughty. OH! Make mesuck their big big dicks. Make me bend over and take itlike a loose cunted whore. Except,” her hand hadfinally found his dong and wrapped around him throughthe velvet pants. “Except I’m a very tight and hornyhousewife.”He started spanking her slowly and then faster andfaster, glorying in the feel of her firm yet supplebottom. All the while she undulated on his lap,jingling with each spank from her bell collar. Shesucked on her. It went against his modest nature. Then he took a look over at the girls again, and decided that since they were so welcoming and friendly, he would be able to go through with this lesson. It had to be better than doing chores around the house he thought to himself.Jillian directed her daughters to pull up their desks right up to the teacher's desk. As they scooted up their desks, Jillian glanced over at Damon. "Damon, you can go ahead and remove all of your clothes and place them on the chair..