"Wha... what are you going to do?"Her answer came in a stinging blow of the belt to her naked young thighs. Linda screamed to feel the sudden pain. He... father had never spanked her in her life, much less beat her with his belt! Now the leather strap whistled through the air again and again. Linda cried out and bounced on the bed with each blow to her body. The belt smashed against her defenseless tits. Then her father seemed to aim for her crotch. The very end of the belt whipped against her. .a trickle of juice began to flow out around my fingers holding her legs wide apart with both hands l lowered my face to my SIL’s pussy Juice was oozing from her clit,I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue and licked the creamy liquid into my mouth it tasted salty and delicious, I dug my tongue deeper and sucking noisily I lapped it all up…she was moaning….aaahhhhhh…uuhhh…aaahhh…eeeehhh..please suck it harder …push…more…ahhh…she pushed my head towards her pussy, I pushed my tongue into her. 38 caliber, though there was one PPK in 9mm that looked like it might have been a presentation gift of some sort.None of the men were in imminent danger of bleeding to death, though they did need medical attention if their legs were to be saved. I scattered some of my business cards and went back into the office. There, I used my stick to break the knee of the nightwatchman and left a card on his chest. The call to 911 was made from the office phone, so the operator knew immediately where the. Did she say 'beauty'? Me? I thought it absurd,unimaginable, strange, impossible even. And yet there was one part ofmy brain that kept repeating the words "what if".Me?"But..."She let that hang for a few seconds. She had my rapt attention. I wasalmost shaking with anticipation of what the 'but' could mean."But you must still make the crossing."Then she let go of my hands. Her face hardened. She'd reached somelimit, perhaps. Something that was making her end it.I sputtered. "Crossing?.