Why the hell not?“Are you glad that we stuck out as long as we have, delaying our departure at least long enough to help you consummate your marriag...?” I teased Sarah while playing with Autumn’s ass with my right hand and Stephanie Lennart’s with my left.“Well, sure, why not? The ladies of Roanoke can wait to seduce you when we’ve drained you a little more. Besides, you can help the city fathers there plan their defense at a distance just a little while longer, sugar. I am curious as to who. Why don’t we go on down and get breakfast, and later on, we can go over to my mom’s house. Boy, won’t this be a surprise to her?’ So, we got dressed, and headed down to the hotel dining room . . . and there we saw Tommy and Suzanne, having breakfast together, all smiles and holding hands across the table. Emily whispered to me, ‘Told you so.’ We finished breakfast, and then went back up to Emily’s hotel room, we had to vacate the room by eleven, since Emily had reservations only for last night.. Are you saying you want some more, Dorothy?"Phil was angered by his daughter's continuing rebelliousness. He didn't lose control, but he did let his feelings guide his hand for a few moments as he gave Ashlyn 3 consecutive slaps that were definitely harder than the first ones. When he took his hand away after the third spank he could see that the spot was turning a dark pinkish red color.Ashlyn couldn't stay silent any longer. She let out a single word which her father did not realize was. I watched the old broad do it. I figured it wa time to teach them a lesson. I marched over there and barged in, starteling both of them. The started to yell, but I grabbed for my .45 and they shut right the fuck up. "Im in charge here bitch. You shot my dog. Now I shoot you, in one way or another. You pick. Fuck me, or eat a bullet." She started to cry. HEr cunt daughter spoke up. "Bullshit! He wont shoot. He's bluffing." "oh really bitch?" I retorted. " Just for that, you.