Now bend over your reserved desk."'Talk about being thrown to the lionesses,' I think to myself. "Oh mygoddess, the baton incident from last year. I...will never live that down.Stupid storm.'Gina, Heather and Wendy live to bully me. They get up in the morning,kick some puppies, bite some heads off some rats or whatever they do, andcome up with a new taunt or torture. Now five whacks each. Yow.Heather goes first. She takes several practice swings and then winds upa huge hit. I yelp. Boy. It was amazing but unfortunately Battuta could not last long and had his orgasm in Mark’s mouth. Battuta had been masturbating for couple of years and was very familiar with shooting his juice as he flexed repeatedly to spray the roof of Mark’s moth and his tonsils. As Mark swallowed all the warmth, he told Battuta to come back anytime he wanted to repeat the enjoyment. Mark gave him one of the shirts he had bought at the shop before Battuta left his house to walk back to his home. Battuta. I striped her off her urine stained skirt and by now soaking wet spaghetti top causing her petite near naked body to lie before me wearing only a green bra and black panties. Her panties were stained with blood that must have been caused by her killer’s brutal rape on her. I stripped these off too and started to wash her nude body. Her red lips, demurely made up eyes and her hot naked body seemed to be inviting me into her. I quickly granted her wish and penetrated her with gusto. Her head. He went up to the front door, and rang the bell. Kat answered."Oh hello, fair brother, how was your day?" She said."Er... whatever. Dad said you couldn't start drinking until the party." Dan answered, rolling his eyes."Oh, I haven't been drinking", she said, grinning menacingly. "And I'm not going to the party, either." Dad paid $100 for that, you can't just 'not go' to your own birthday party!" Dan replied."He never did, that was just to keep me happy until I got my present. It was all a lie.".