. could you give me another washcloth bath?" he asked.Pam looked at him with a big smile. "I suppose you'd like it to end the same way as the last one...too?" she asked."Yes, please, if it would be okay with you," he said.Pam stood up and moved up his bed. She leaned over to kiss her young charge on the lips. "I would be happy to honey. But it will have to wait a little bit until things quiet down on the floor. We don't want our fun to be interrupted! So I will be back in a little while and we. He took a big mouth full and held his lips just above her mouth. She kept her lips tightly shut. Eric still had his hand in her hair and he yanked painfully on her hair until she obediently opened her mouth. He then spit the beer into her mouth, she closed her mouth but didn’t swallow. “If you know what’s good for you,” he growled ominously, “you’ll swallow that without losing a single drop.” Shay was all to familiar with his threats, so she did. He spit-fed her beer until she could. Did you ever consider that making it difficult to get here was as much for your protection as my privacy?"At those words she reacted as if I had doused her with cold water. For the first time she seemed to consider me as one would a person with not only the ability, but the intention, to hurt them. However, all too soon her body relaxed."I've seen what you did to Marisa and while it may not have been 'nice' it was exactly what she wanted," she replied as she seemed to carefully consider her. And boy was his workout regimen something, because that was an eight-pack I think.And shit, my toe hurt._______________________Sighing, I set down my drink. "Okay. But what if -- " No, the dog anus will be fine. It's just about how the spaghetti rolls into the G-spot. Also, do you count to 17 and think in fractional algorithms when you masturbate?"Silently I stared at the ripped man before me, a little zoned out. Gawd this was still impossible. No, fictional. What kind of cliched hogwash was I.