Mom told me to bend myknees and cross my ankles, and told me to bend my head backwards. I heard'click, click, click'."Cool that you put her on the tab...e, since she looks so delicious," Randysaid.Roger said, "How about we stop taking pictures for a while and all have ataste?" Who's going to get the best part, though?" Mom asked, patting my bottom.Roger went and got a deck of cards. "Whoever draws the highest card," hesaid. "Highest gets the butt up until her waist. Second highest gets herlegs.. The SUV pulled in, and he switched the engine off. He shifted the seats forward, and they moved into the back of the car. Kneeling down between her legs, he pulled her dress up to her waist; fuck, she was wearing her white panties. His cock pressed the inside of his shorts, and he groaned slightly. He was so hard he could hardly contain himself, each brush of his shorts was a torture, only making him throb more. His fingers hooked the crotch of her panties and eased it to one side; he inhaled. He knew sportsmen could get a bit raunchy and rowdy when they were together but this was beyond his wildest porn dreams. They knew exactly where his weaknesses lay and he hoped to goodness that they would not try to exploit it to get away with not paying the bill. The restaurant would definitely go under if that were to happen; but hey, kingdoms had been lost for lesser prizes. Jacques had Mary help him take out the meals when they were ready and fortunately the guys all behaved themselves. But. It soon became apparent to Jim that Sandra would not be trainable as a pet. She wouldn't even be worth the effort to keep her around as a cunt to be used and abused for his pleasure.After cuddling a while, Jim kissed both Trina and Cindy. He spoke with them about Sandra's fate. "My pets, we need to have a little chat about Sandra. I don't think she is trainable. I would like to torture her a bit more, but I'm afraid I may have get rid of her. What do you think we should do with her? Remember,.