Beth let out a sigh and moan. "OHHHH MMMMMMMMMMMMM" Again a smacked down on her partially bare ass cheeks that are now covered with red hand prints. B...t Beth never once begged me to stop as a mater of fact she would wiggle her ass at me each time as if to say smack my ass again. "Get up and take my cock out now" I commanded and with out delay she was taking my cock out and before I told her what I wanted she was sucking on my cock. "That's it suck that cock suck it all the way down your throat". And Models, he loved models, Trains mainly. He was a boring little tit really. For a mass murderer.He moulded the toys in a Gregson and Forde Invictus Mk 5 injection moulding machine which he bought at auction for ten pounds when Arkwrights in Hannibal street closed down. It was pretty worn out so his first plan to make statues of the Queen for Jubilee day was a non starter.One day he needed some bits for his model railway and found his local Toymaster had become a sex shop. He looked at the. I told him the last thing I remember was an explosion then I woke up a few minutes ago. The doctor wrote on my chart, said I could probably go home the next day if all the test come back negative. The only thing is he didn’t want me to be by myself. I would need someone to be with me at least for the next few days. I wasn’t to go anywhere and needed to rest. It looked like everything was going to be alright. He said I had a concussion but as far as he could tell no internal bleeding. He said I. She quickly pulled her hand out frombetween her legs and tried to look casual. She wantedto see the show. Her index finger left a sticky trailup her stomach.At the door there was a second knock and Kathyanswered it. The waiter was standing behind a silvercart that contained the drinks they had ordered. Twofrozen margaritas and four generous shot glasses oftequila. He was an older man, maybe around 60 and hisname tag said “Nick”.To his credit he had a lot more composure than theyoung.