I'll never forget how brave you sounded. You told Dad you would break him in two, if he ever hit Mom again, and it was like you turned him into a zomb...e or something. He got all red, then swung his fist at you so hard you flew across the kitchen and hit the door."Seeing you hurt was like an energy drink to him. He grabbed you by the neck and started punching so hard, but you never fought back. Mom said it was because he knocked you out.Then he grabbed you again and swung you by your legs into. The fellows and I watched Dave working away on her naughty ass. After a while, Dave flipped her skirt up so that it lay on her back and he had her stand and take her panties down. He had obviously spanked his share of bad girls in his time and she obviously knew the drill. It was a thing of beauty to behold her ass growing a deeper and deeper pink and then a deep red. When Dave smacked the very top of her ass cheeks, close to her back, she seemed to scream the most and when he told her spread. The bright red lipstick on my lips encircled his anus and the soft pressure of my lips sealed his hole within my mouth, thus enabling the tip of my tongue to trace a line from his ball-sack up to the folded flesh and centre itself within the crinkling and gently apply a light pushing pressure lubricated with my supply of saliva, prodding and pushing, each time increasing the force, until half my tongue was now embedded deep into his ass, and his contractions were keenly felt on my tongue, with. I appraised her that quiet afternoon, as she sat before my desk. I openly let my eyes study her curves. She was dressed in a long tan skirt, with a black silk blouse and black heels. No nylons or handbag, as was normal. I was disappointed to notice that her breasts were encased in a dark thin bra, something she rarely did.She became uncomfortable, obviously noticing my hungry gaze as well as the silence. Jan had politely come into my office and sat down, and after I listened to her quiet pleas.