I told her I loved her but now it was time to go tend to the others. I shooed the rest of my mates away. They went reluctantly. Many insisted on a kis... of their own before they would leave. Finally I was alone again. I made my way past the work details and walked toward the woods. Yes, I had my Blackhawks with me. Somehow I knew they were all I'd need today. I got to the tree line and entered the woods.Some people say Sherwood Forest in England is a primeval forest. I've been to Sherwood. It. The guard nearest to the exit was incapacitated completely by the falling door, with the added effect of hitting his head on a chair. He was possibly even dead. The other one was stunned and out of balance from the glancing blow of the door, something which Wonder Woman took advantage of by quickly leaping up and knocking him out with a flying knee. The panicked man turned his automatic rifle towards her, but soon found himself wailing in agony, as her other foot rose to hit him straight in the. Her screams cut through the silence of the room. It hurts way too much.Unlike Trish, you are enjoying every part of this. You love her helpless squirming, you love the sound of the whacks as your belt thrashes her scorching ass, and you love the cries she makes after every whip. The belt swings again, and each strike leaves a horizontal red mark across her burning ass.“God, stop it!” she screams frantically.Whack!The belt strikes again, and this time, it flogs her so hard that it slices through. On the day of my marriage I even let one of the very drunk male guests put his hand into my panties, and let him it grope around, whilst feebly objecting, in a light-hearted manner.I am sure he would have gone all the way, had I not correctly stopped him, but only just, as I had heard someone coming upstairs. That incident told me then that even though I loved my husband I was still a girl who wanted more and lots of different cock.So when did my husband catch on?My answer to that question was.