Just as we were about to leave the kitchen she added, "Keep to your rooms to do any of that, OK?"Together we said, "OK, Mom."We went to go listen to m...sic together in my room, turning on the radio. The song that came on was Marvin Gaye's "Sexual Healing."We'd heard it before, but listened closer—for singing purposes. We started to move to it as well."Oh, baby now let's get down tonightOoh baby, I'm hot just like an ovenI need some lovin'And baby, I can't hold it much longerIt's getting stronger. "Isn't itjust darling?" said Betty. "She showed up on the doorstep a weekago, and three days later, she had her litter! Take a closer look; they'redarling!" Not wanting to seem unfriendly, Tatsu obliged. There were five kittens inall, nuzzling at their mother's nipples. When one of them turned away fromher for a moment, he saw that it, too, had the same white spot on its forehead. Tatsu looked for as long as politeness required, then turned to leave. Itwas at just this moment that Atsuko came. Aaawwww, my lovely Teressa!, he hissed. Did my men strip you and ravish you? Did they lash your sweet white bottom, and torture your privates? Even Push their Big Willies up your Poo Hole, and Everything? His hands stroked her still-welted buttocks as he said this! Ohhh, Yes, They Did! replied Mum, feigning indignance, then continued, But THANK YOU for letting them DO IT! It was VERY NICE! They laughed together, both knowing her resistance was broken, and she now wanted more than anything to be. Robert knows what he wants. He grabs her arm and pulls her to her feet, roughly turning her around and bending her over. Cynthia gasps and smiles, her hair in her face and her breath coming in quick puffs. She props herself up on her hands, her legs spread wide. Robert flips her pretty dress up over her ripe ass, revealing two firm cheeks beneath the simplest white cotton panties.He pushes her panties down before tearing them free. The sound of tearing cotton is seemingly loud in the six foot.