And the fourth time???The fourth time was Polygal. But we know one thing for certain; therewasn?t a new Spirit Guard member who showed up. Something a...out thePolygal attack broke the pattern.?Cory scratched his brown hair. ?So what does this mean? You trying to sayyou?re the new Spirit Guard or something??Eli rolled his eyes. ?No, because that would be stupid.?Robert chuckled. ?I don?t think people at the attacks are becomingcheerleaders. If that was the case, it?d be easy to narrow down who. She got up, and I lay on the bed now. I chose my neck as an X spot. She first kissed me on my right shoulder.Me: Nope, not there.Amy: Hmm. How about your neck!She kissed me on my neck.Me: That’s it!Amy: Yes! But that was way too easy!Me: So, round one is a tie, right?Amy: Yep! For round two, anything from knees to their feet.Amy lay on the bed. Hmmm, anything from knees to feet. So I kissed her below her knee cap.Amy: Nope! Not there!Next, I kissed her right ankle.Amy: No, not there. Getting. When Miss Hampson finished the punishment he became aware that hismother and Mrs. Smithton were also in the room, and that they too weredressed in their all leather outfits. He could see the boots on hismother that he so loved to kiss and those strappy stilettos that Mrs.Smithton allowed him to kiss when she kept him collared and harnessed atthe end of a day of maid duty. How long had they been there? Did theywitness his humiliation?A few minutes later they all left the room and he was alone. Bernard realised at this point only cock could keep the girl engaged in mutual pleasure making.Bernard swapped with her and now lay back on the piano stool. Bethany straddled over him. Bernard knew she needed to control this moment. She spiked herself on his cock; they both knew this was inspired by Anias Nin’s writing…the joyous, joyous impaling. Her cunt was trilling in a rapid alternation of up and down. Impale, release, stab, taken to the unbearable cusp of liberation, feeling the spearing,.