We would take over our parents’ master bedroom suite and we would live there as unofficial, unlawfully wed husband and wife. There would never be a...other for either of us until our love ended. We ran upstairs to our respective bedrooms to gather up some toiletries, clothing, and such. When we met in the master bedroom suite, I was dressed in a pair of karate-styled pajama bottoms. Lisa had changed into a sexy pale-blue nightie made in a ‘babydoll’ style. As we turned down the bedcovers we. It was like a long free fall in which Molly’s feet fell back to the ground and both of them held onto each other as if to help each from collapsing to the ground. As Dave looked into Molly’s eyes to kiss her, he didn’t see the same modestly cute woman he sought so hard to impress just with polite manners and a nice dinner just a few hours ago. With her tousled hair in the glow of her light sweat, she looked more like a ravishing warrior princess that could take on any temptation that came her. But the intense pleasure was too much for the fat, ugly man who never had much luck with women. Ever since that cursed night, the Russians had been sending women into his office, so gorgeous and depraved that he could simply not resist.This is wrong, but this is also a paradise for Vladimir. And each time, these women are getting younger and more unique in their skills. He could not help but notice that these girls resemble more and more the three princesses of the country that he had sworn to. Erica looked on in fear, as I spanked Casey right in front of her. She started to shift in her chair. Her hands folded on top of the table.“Tell Erica what I’m doing,” I told Casey, as I swung my belt across her ass again.“He’s spanking me, Erica!” she said sobbing. “He’s spanking me hard!” Casey sobbed out loud, as my belt cracked across her ass again. “Please sir, stop,” she begged. “Please.”Erica started to lose her tough girl act, seeing Casey bent over in front of her like that. Tears.