?One? Oh? One!? Thank you Sir! Ohhhh God! That’s one across my? My left breast!? ?Tit! Bitch, that’s your tit, say it!? He admonishes a... he reaches over, pinches, twists the nipple stud between his thumb, forefinger. ?MY? My? My tit! Ohhhh! That’s one across my left? Left tit!? Her eyes squint as she jerks her head away, the sound of her own quivering voice obediently counting out loud resonating in her mind. The searing pain pounds through her tortured breast. . ?Wait,? she screamed, pulling away, ?what the fuck are you doing!???We need to bring you in and get a statement from you.??I?ll go with you, you don?t have to handcuff me!??We?re more comfortable this way.??Well I?m not!?They?d managed to get her hands cuffed and were roughly leading her out of the office by her arm.?Why are you treating me like this?? she asked, ?I didn?t do anything wrong!??Ma?am, did you see what you did to that poor guy?s body??She had to admit that, outside of her rage,. Johnny felt his orgasm rise in his body, and with an electric whisper he said: "I'm coming. God, I'm coming so good, Jytte. Aaaahhhhhh."His groans and the pumping of his cock was the last straw for Jytte. With a muffled scream she exploded on top of him. For a little while she just sat there, savouring the last contractions in her pussy, then she leaned forward, gave him a short kiss, and rolled off him. "See, I could do something about it, couldn't I?" Wow, you certainly could. God, it was so. She pointed at her lap and Henry put himself across it causing his penis to brush against Helen's quite thick thighs."You are now going to get the hiding you should have had years ago," said Helen as, without further warning, she started to bring the hairbrush down hard from cheek to cheek.With the bedroom door partly open Judith could hear the CRACK! CRACK! CRACk! as the hairbrush crashed against her husband's buttocks.On and on the beating went and Henry's arse cheeks became pink and then red.