"Cum for me, you dirty little bitch!" His voice was a low growl, and he gripped her throat, pushing her upper body back against the chair, raising ont... the balls of his feet, thrusting almost cruelly into her body.Her cry was instantaneous, and as he began to punish her with his cock, she gripped his wrist with both her hands and began to shudder, shaking all over as the tide swept in and she came around his shaft, pummeling her sensitive flesh."That's it, cum harder," he ordered, his free hand. " Why sad?" I can't go over to Kate's any more." Why not?" Mommy won't say, but I think it's about a dream I had." Oh? What did you dream?" Mommy says I'm not supposed to tell." You can tell me." Nope, she said not to."Tara made a connection in her mind. "Is it the one about Kate's dad and his thingie?"Hannah's eyes went wide. "How'd you know about that?" I heard you telling Kate about it last weekend. That's the dream, right?" Um, yeah, how'd you know?" It just made sense somehow." Why can't I. "You know, I have this, uh, baseball game later," Bobby reminded her. "I don't think the coach would be happy if I walked 10 miles before the game." Baseball, shmaysh-ball," Collette replied. "We have to find my dorm, and the horse shoe," she said factually. "That'll be enough for the first visit."They were able to park fairly close to the dorm, and although the external doors were locked, they were able to tail gate other students entering the building pretty easily.Collette didn't have a room. Hermethod was usually an icy glare, a few sharp wordsand, from time to time, a lengthy threat about theantique wooden hairbrush she used for keeping her ownlong black hair under control. Oh, there were a few spankings for Cindy and heryounger brother, Eddie, along the way, but they wereusually on-the-spot whacks to the seat of their pantsthat did more to injure their pride than theirbacksides. Only once, about three years ago, did Cindyincur Mom’s wrath enough to incur a serious.