” I picked the belt back up, and then stood behind her. I had to pause again at the sight of Lisa’s now fully exposed pussy and ass. “So that th...re is no disagreement on the count, you will call out the number of each stroke. Understood?”“Yes, sir,” she replied, her voice trembling. I couldn’t tell if it was in embarrassment over her revealing position, the fear of the punishment to come, or both. In any event, I drew back, and then whipped the belt as hard as I could square across the center. Then he came up behind his wife, rubbing gently on her upper arms and kissing the back of her head. Finally she stopped cutting with her knife and dropped it onto the counter. If anything, she was crying harder now. ‘Baby, you’re not that fat, you know.’ ‘Yes I am,’ Dory squeaked. ‘No, no, I think you’re gorgeous.’ Jim leaned down, nuzzling his wife’s neck with his mouth in a loving manner. But as soon as his lips touched against the softness of her neck, Dory seemed to jump as if touched. But, sir," he said carefully. "Don't you want a preliminary review?" I'm sure whatever you come up with is fine," he said. "We have the numerical advantage after all. There is one other minor thing that has just cropped up."Wilde winced at these words — he'd heard them far too many times now. "And what might that be?"Browning told him. Wilde shouldn't have been surprised at this point, but he was. "Sir... Jesus. In light of this... minor change, we're going to need to get our people down on the. When Jen once more started to fondle her, a small yelp of protest escaped her. This time, her hand was quite a bit lower, her fingers seeking a way between her buttocks. ‘No, Jen,’ she begged, ‘please not there! That’s so dirty! Not my bum!’ ‘Lisa told me to stick my fingers in you as much as possible. She didn’t say anything about where.’ ‘But…’ ‘Hush!’ Helen could have stood up and left at that moment, she knew that in the back of her mind. Instead, she waited withheld breath for the finger.