"Better grab on, slut. Daddy's going to take you for a ride." He gathered the back of her camisole up in one hand, to use it like a harness. And th...n he slammed into her. The desk rocked. Rosie let out a strangled noise. Taking him slowly, inch by inch, had been bad enough - but this was different. This was brutal.He started fucking her, thrusting in and out of her with such force and speed that her upper body was bouncing up and down on the desk, her tits sliding over the mess of papers. I think that might be all for us. I'd love to have another boy, but Summer says she wants a little girl this time. Do you think I should encourage her to have another boy if she does have a girl?"I had to laugh, "You don't get to choose in advance, Bradley. What you get is what you get. Why would you restrict yourself to only two boys?" Heck, Mike, I know that I was more than a handful for my parents, and I don't know whether I can be as patient as Mom and Dad were. I just figured that two boys. ” I was looking directly into the ends of my fingers. The word came out without thought, “Claws …”Jenna, “I think we can help, though. I know this sounds strange, but hear me out. The claws are there. We could do surgery to remove them, or …”I looked up. “Or …”“Or, we could do surgery to give them a passageway out.” She went on to describe the discussions they have had with feline experts. They were all very hypothetical about the way feline claws work and no reference to human, just pure. ’ So I spanked her. I know! I know! It was too strange, too fast, too not like her. But it was fun. We were both punch-drunky, and at the time it just seemed silly. So I spanked her. Not too much, just about ten, not-too-hard slaps on her bottom. Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Like that. She complained about my soft touch, ‘Come on, ya’ pussy!’ she chided, pulling her panties down, exposing her skin, ‘Give me a good one!’ So I gave her naked ass a good, ringing SLAP! ‘Yowch!’ she cried. ‘You deserved.