Potter huffed as another blow went SWACK! onto the stunned boy's shivering flesh. This line was a smooth curve that connected two points of the left s...ar."Hum, going for a pentangle, I see. How appropriate, you old witch," Grand Dad chortled.Mrs. Potter's violet eyes blazed like rubies as the crop again made contact. SWACK! Then three more SWACKS! and Mrs. Potter's work was done and a perfectly formed star inside a circle pulsed painfully on Billy's back. But, just as the black-haired beauty. “Oh Mark, this is so fucking perfect. You’ve been hard for at least ½ an hour and you just keep going. Let me ride you.”We don’t even decouple. We roll over, aunt Christine still on top of me. I lay back when she sits up showing me her perfect firm tits. This is when she does what drives me fucking crazy. She doesn’t go up and down, but rather she rotates her hips. This I cannot stand. She puts her fingers inside of mine and looks down with this smile of hers that just drives me in lustful. Wilson ¼ ”Mr. Wilson would you baby sit for me this weekend?” He looked at me like I was crazy and my dad just shook his head and rolled his eyes. “You see Mr. Wilson mom and dad are going out of town this weekend and I got things to do and they don’t want me being here by myself. So if you baby sit for them with me I can’t have any guys over nor have any wild parties! Come on Mr. Wilson I’ll be good give you no trouble ¼ I’ll pay you back somehow!” . ”“Thanks. You too.”He turned to leave, but she stopped him with, “Oh, here’s your statement, Mr. Hatter.”“Oh yeah. Thanks.”He took the two folded sheets of paper and left. He was sitting in the pickup across the street before he opened them up to see what was on them. And he damn near shit his underwear! There was six hundred forty-one dollars and change in a checking account, and seventy-three thousand, five hundred and thirteen dollars and eighty-three cents in the savings account!“HOLY.