He likes to needle me that you're making more money than I am." Are you jealous?" Not for a minute. You've earned every dime. I'm so proud of you I co...ld burst." And I'm proud of you, Andy. You made it all possible. Everything I have is thanks to you." You aren't giving yourself enough credit. You made it happen. I just gave you the tools to do the job." And," she said, wrapping her hand around my slowly growing erection, "it's a mighty fine tool too."The house was sold, although for less than. Then she began moving her ass in circles and rubbing the plump mounds with both hands. She felt sexy, wonderful, as she spread her ass-cheeks and let her son gaze upon her shit-bung.With her face resting upon the soft carpet and with her ass high in the air and spread wide, Janice next plunged her middle finger deep into her shit-hole. She worked her finger in and out of her asshole, with slow rhythmic thrusts. Her knuckles stretched her shit-bung wide, while her fingernail scratched her. ”“I’m not sure I want any more random replacements,” I said. “Yes, right now I’m short two people, but I’d rather have to get others to spread their duties out than take someone who will be a problem.”“Wise beyond your years,” the Sergeant said. “And I can see you already plan on using my marines as a dumping ground for your problems.”“Only because I have no choice,” I countered. “I’m dealing with a lot of adult males who have been the top dogs in their social circles thanks to their CAP. Thank you, Head Girl!” the seventeen-year-old eventually replied.A second later, the next stroke was sent on its way, landing a moment later across Katie Hartwall’s left buttock.“Thwack!”Again, it took the younger girl a few moments to calm herself enough to reply.“Two. Thank you, Head Girl!”The babysitter wasted no time in administering the rest of that first half a dozen swipes with Andrea Hartwall’s nastiest cane.“Thwack!”“Three. Thank you, Head Girl!”“Thwack!”“Four. Thank you, Head.