"Tim, you've been sitting there, rubbing your cock for the last fifteen minutes." His face turned crimson as I scooted up closer."You know," I whisper...d, "we're alone here this weekend. We could mess around if you wanted to and no one would have to know."He sat there for a few seconds as I scooted back on the couch to spread my legs. He saw that I was hard. Then he got the nerve to speak."Do you want to go up to my room?" I thought you would never ask," I answered, with a grin.Once we were. “Fynn White, please come forward.” I'm called as the second accused. Before me a real masochist was charged, according to the indictment, she had stolen several banknotes from a donation basket during Sunday Mass in the church. She showed no regrets and said:“It‘s better to buy my new clothes with the money, the priest's belly is fat enough.”This remark was punished with an additional twenty cane strokes. When she bared her bottom, there were still old unhealed traces. She repeatedly. Unable to control himself, the doctor unzipped his fly allowing his cock to spring out. He immediately plunged it deep into her wet cunt. Both the young girl and middle-aged doctor were in heat. Like beasts in the breeding barn, they proceeded to fuck and fornicate. There was no love here, only utter lust.The doctor gave Clarice what she had been missing, i.e., multiple orgasms, before cumming himself and blasting her pussy with a huge load of cum.The doctor continued to fuck Clarice almost. His yellowed eyes looked on me with a pride that made me want to weep. Or that might have been his breath. With eyes watering, I looked up at the man that once fucked my mom and made me. ‘Give, Glenda my best. Her and the twins … tit one and tit two.’ I moved the old drunk’s hand off my upper leg. He chuckled in an evil drunken way. ‘But I’m staying here.’ Of course, since I was under eighteen, I wasn’t given that choice. Taken out of the cell in handcuffs, by the officer, and then placed in my.