Toro had flat out knotted her, and knotted up her pussy good! Filling that lithe belly of hers with his hot dog cum!I wanted to run as far away from t...is as I possibly could. Only my feet and legs wouldn’t budge, the total consumption of it all in my mind, had me outright glued to that spot.Still hearing the sounds of their combined pleasure coming right through that door, as I stood there listening to it all.Finally somehow I was able to force myself to get away from that door, to stop hearing. Finally he spoke. "Just go to a hotel you compulsive nutcase." I know this seems a little extreme." You think you need bioengineering, cryogenics, Mind transference, andhypnotherapy just to take a week off." Remember what I told you. Batman and Bruce Wayne can't relax. Besides Iwant to make sure I get to the root of these strange dreams. If I keepdreaming about being raped by Batman eventually I'll grow to hate him,and since I am Batman that should really mess me up." Well your minds made up.. Letter number two. Again, no sender address. And again, it is a very short message: You have been bad. You need to be spanked. Your Master . Spanking? I have not been spanked since I was a 19 year old college sophomore. It was either me failing the course or submit to a spanking. Of course the whole thing was nothing but sexual harassment by that old professor, but I didn’t care about that at the time. I was wearing jeans shorts for the occasion, not unlike the ones I’m wearing now. Except they. Alan had to bend his knees a bit in order to keep in contact, and Pauline had wrapped her arms around him, her hands rubbing up and down his back. The were startled out of their reverie by the blast of a car horn, and a the yell from the car’s driver, ‘Hey you two, get a room!’ Pauline backed away from him slowly, her face burning with embarrassment. As she and Alan walked to the entrance of the bowling alley she ran her hands over her hair, neatening it. * * * Kate was in her bedroom when the.