I wanted to set the record straight on exactly what started the unpleasantness up in Clay County a few years back. I know there was a lot of blood spi...t on both sides these last few years. In all honesty, I have to agree it was probably all unnecessary. Looking back on it now, I think it was a combination of stubborn pride and some of those killing skills the Marine Corps tend to enhance in Mountain boys. Just like that Sergeant York back in the Great War. I know, hardly anyone around to. " It's okay my hand is pretty hard."When he finally called her to come and go over his lap, she was sopping wet. He put her over his lap, left hand over her back holding her still, right hand resting on her bare bum."Count the spanks." His hand cracked down."Ouucchhh one thank you sir."Pretty soon his left hand slid under her, cupping her breast through her shirt and bra. Not long after that he slid her off his lap and made her kneel and take his cock in her mouth. It always surprised her how. I lay no claim to my share of the gold, and free access to the dozen women we have taken today, in exchange for declaring Bitch my personal booty. How say you?’ While I got a look of disappointment from Jorge, he joined in the shouted ‘AYE!’ my crew honored me with. I cheered the men for their spirit, and we all cheered again together. Circling the deck once again to inspect our lucky dozen maids, I squeezed a tit here and stuck a thumb in a cunt there. The most beautiful, a dusky maid, smooth. Are you wearing something?- Yes, a tanktop... - Only a tanktop?- Yes...- No bra?- Oh yes, also a bra...- You see, at your age you are already using a bra, you should be proud. You would make me very happy if you would take your sweater off...I felt very ashamed of my breast, I had very big breast for my age, and later in my life I underwent surgery to reduce my breast size because of my neck and upper back pain, and the weight was leading to kyphosis. Also a lot of bullying from the boys at.