I smacked her other ass cheek about the same number of times while reminding her that the red, squiggly lines under her misspelt text meant that she h...d an opportunity to correct what she’d written as she was writing it.I reached down and cancelled the page of text she’d already painstakingly written. “Start again. You can’t really be that stupid! I don’t want to see spelling mistakes and misused words on your next attempt. No one comes ‘too’ a house. That roughly translates to them bringing a. I stopped in my tracks. I had crossed the line I had always hoped would not present itself. I did not have time to say or do anything before Bradley took charge.“Now get back here and let’s do it right. Get on your knees, Bitch!”I quickly took my place in front of him as he backed me towards a coffee table. I instinctively knelt down on it as he positioned himself. I did not need prompting as I once again took his cock in my hand. Bradley pulled his briefs to the side and released his heavy. "He put a fucking grand over the counter like you've always said Boss and then called me, but he got the registration of the bike he fucked off on" The bike?" Yeah" he laughed, "A fucking motor bike" Right we'll get Mister fucking Kenning to earn his wedge tomorrow morning, I want him fucking traced and I want it fucking sharpish mate!" Righto boss" he said and then added, "Are you okay?" I'm fine mate" I told him as Sherry's hot mouth engulfed my prick, "Get on it first thing in the morning". Becky’s muffled moans of delight got louder along with Brett’s gasps of pleasure every time Russell thrust and drove Brett’s cock deeper down Becky’s throat. The room was awash in cardinal lust. Breeze was now bouncing up and down on Bill’s lap getting closer to release. Bill was having a tough time keeping his mouth clamped over Breeze’s wonderful nipples and breasts. Then he felt Breeze hold him tight as her orgasm surged through her body quickly followed by Russell’s scream as he came.