Stansfield was on the beach with his secretary, Georgia Hall. Ms. Hall was a brunette with nice cans and a posterior that didn’t look bad, either. S...brina and I were looking through binoculars at the festivities on the beach, separate binocs. Presently, Stansfield was doing his best imitation of a man about to bury the hatchet, so to speak. Only his hatchet was on the short side. I’m not one to compare, but I can see why his wife preferred the axe in my pants to the hatchet in his. Stansfield. With the six ball returned to the table on the spot, the gate to the corral was effective closed. If Honey couldn't at least tap the 8 and move it two inches, she would scratch. There were 8 balls on the table. The bet was 10 swats. A scratch would be ten times that plus twice that for every ball on the table. That would be 260 swats plus the four from the previous games. And beyond that she had agreed to be Jaqui's slave for the weekend if she lost.Honey gasped as she realized what was. " she said quietly. "Jeremy, I love..." You love exquisitely," he said, not wanting their goodbye to become maudlin. "Good bye, Angilee." Good bye Jeremy."She hung up quickly so he could not hear her cry.The next few days were especially difficult for Angilee, having lost her lover, and now Terry, while not openly hostile, cold and formal with her even after she informed him she had broken things off with Jeremy. She felt isolated and alone. She finally reached Donna and they had dinner. I've gotta save myself for Brenda!" In truth, he'd been so carried away that he'd almost forgotten that Brenda was waiting upstairs. But also, he was getting close to cumming and he didn't want to be too tapped out to enjoy Brenda to the fullest.The three women seemed fine with that, since they had each other to play with. Amy and Katherine returned to their double dildo attack on Xania as if they'd never been interrupted.Xania too gave no sign that she'd just been thoroughly fucked in the.