Not the prettiest of girls, but a real cock lover and lacking in shame. More importantly, she likes a guy who takes charge and is happy to let herself...be abused. On my than one occasion had I turned her ass cheeks black from spanking or slapped her face so hard she actually hit the ground! This turned her on as much as it did me!Anyway, one night, I had Sam visit me at work. I worked at the time as a night watchman in a local tourist attraction. I had the whole building to myself on a nightly. I went to bed. From what Agnes told me after I woke up, most of the callers basically had one question: "Did I really whip Tiny Gorman in a fair fight?"I looked at Agnes and said, "I walk away from fights and attack only when I or someone I care for is attacked. When I'm forced to fight, I don't fight fair. I fight to win."I glanced through the pile of message slips Agnes had accumulated, and returned Sheriff Ken's call first."Good morning, Sheriff, it's Coach." This is not a good morning,. Can I take some pictures?” Amber bit her lip, not sure if that was a good idea. “I don’t know.” “I only want to show them to someone at the museum. He’s an old friend of the family, and I promise that he won’t harass you or tell anyone else. He might be able to tell us something about them, though.” “Okay, I guess.” Wendy reached into her purse and pulled out her cell. “I wish I’d brought a real camera.” The redhead snapped pictures while Amber fidgeted, thinking that this may have been a bad. I wanted not to have a blatant hard on when I went but 20 minutes did not give me any time to wank.I told my mum what I going to do that day; put on blue underpants, blue shorts and a sports T shirt and rode to Tara'splace.She lived on the in the penthouse apartment of her building. I rang her bell and she opened. She wore a leather skirt, Black stockings, no shoes, White satin blouse and that Pink scarf. She invited me in and then gave me a hug and a kiss on my cheek.” Sorry I got you to come.