Samantha's cunt dribbled as the pleasure of inflicting further pain was realised as Rex howled and whimpered while the twelve strokes were expertly an... viciously executed. Rex was close to coming on the sheets by the time the final stinging stroke was administered; his ears now ecstatic at hearing the beautiful whistle of the cane which promised the pain of delivery. Samantha muffled his whimpers with the promised panties almost immediately, sneering and panting as she did so; she was eager to. ”Mike glanced over at the monitor and shook his head. He picked up the phone and dialed the situation room at the White House. When the President answered, he said, “This is Mike Bowman. They are about to make their move.”“I’ll issue the order,” President Archer replied in a tense voice before hanging up the phone.Shaking his head, Mike said, “I guess all we can do is watch. Make sure that we record the missile hitting the warehouse. We want to be able to show the world that we didn’t target. He pulled my t-shirt over my head. He began to undo his own clothing as he bent to kiss my neck, and then my chest. After he had his shirt off he lifted me onto the bed, standing, so that my nipples were at the height of his mouth, and he flicked his tongue over them as he took his own jeans off. I moaned and closed my eyes. Then he lifted me again and lay me down on the bed.He explored my body with his mouth for a long time, kissing me on my belly and my thighs and my breasts and even on the. Your real teacher is back there waiting for you. She will teach you to read and write. She will teach you how to be gentle and love her the way a woman likes to be held, touched tenderly, and loved. She will even turn around and fight a pack of hungry wolves barehanded, to protect you.”As they neared the cabin, they could see Willah and her mama sitting on the small porch. Both of them pointing toward the men walking back to the cabin...“Mama, he’s wearing the buckskins I sewed for Papa! And.