.... from now on.... we... ARE... GOING.... to BEAT.... THE.... BRAT.... OUT.... of you!!..."I then stopped talking to just spank his buns and the bac...s of his legs remorselessly all over again and again and again.I did not forget his inner thighs either where he is always so tender and really pound him so that when I am at last done with this stage of his chastisement the round firm little teenage buns and the backs of his legs were throbbing an angry shade of crimson and purple from his waist. Her. With your constant bullying over years and years, she never had any self-worth, never any self-confidence. She was a basket case from the time she learned that you had become this big-time executive, while she was just a poor single woman trying to raise a girl, me. My mother's suicide is your responsibility and I can hardly wait for my turn for revenge."The tidal wave of anger hit Victoria hard. "My friends and I may have been a little harsh to her, but that was years ago. How did I kill. " What does that mean? I'm frumpy? That almost sounds like a dare." No, not at all. Besides, we would be back to the same problem I think we came to then." What's that?" The same problem you probably came across in elementary school when you chased a boy around the playground. What do you do with him after you catch him?" Well, you're right, although I was usually being chased by a boy. But what I do with him after I've caught him isn't a problem. I've done that before."Steven had been stroking. She prefers one in the pink and two in the stink! Youre a dirty lady arent you? said Chris. Yes sir. Heather replied softly moaning. Youre a stinky lady too but I like em that way. said John. My wife began to shudder as they both talked down to her. A soft fluff slipped past Johns fingers as she started to come. Chris had a towel at the ready remembering what happened last time he fingered her and threw it over to John. Heathers stream didnt wait and gushed past Johns thumb spraying him on his.