It was near midnight when Jeff finally opened the bottle. Squeezing the tube with one hand, he applied the green creamy ointment with the other, sprea...ing thinly as the package suggested.Soon, he finished his face and looked like Jim Carrey from the movie "The Mask." Next, he applied a coat to his arms and chest. Despite the small size of the bottle, there seemed to be an endless amount of ointment. Enough to cover all his affected areas. As the ointment dried, he started to feel a tingly. It was getting on her nerves. ‘Is there anything I can help you with Mr. Marshal?’ she finally said fed up with listening to him. ‘Oh its Mr. Marshal now is it?’ he shot back sarcastically. Grace just kept putting things away making him even angrier. Angry as he was, he couldn’t help but stare at the curve of her butt as she bend over. His hands itching to squeeze those rounded curves. ‘I see that you and Connor are getting cosy. I thought you didn’t do the casual undefined thing.’ He smirked,. Every so often he would come over to my house to spend the weekend or even a week. One day while we were watching TV he leaned over and asked right out of the blue, " So have you ever slept with a man?"This of course took me by surprise since I thought of him as a young ladies man. I would never have thought that he swung that way. I just shrugged my shoulders and asked, "Well what do you think?" That's not fair, you can't answer a question with another question. But I would have to say yeah,. And again Kasey slapped her. “Slap her tits fiend. Make sure and get her nipples good.” I stood back and watched as Kasey first slapped one of pet’s breasts, then another. Her small hands left tiny prints on pet’s enormous breasts, but they were hard slaps. Pet began to whimper and cry out with each slap, and my cock began to get hard again. There it was, the music I love so much; the cries and pleas of the abused. My sadism controls me in these moments and I could have let it go on until pet.