I just wanted to stop her so we could all talk. It’s all so stupid.”“I agree and the worst was your wanton killing of that young girl, Taylor Re...se. You should know the name of the person you murdered.”“What are you going to do to me?”“I’m thinking about that. Your statements don’t hold water. However, there are no police, judges, or juries. I will make the decision and carry out whatever sentence I deem appropriate. Tell me your history up until you started shooting at a car traveling on the. .. MMM... Ohh... UHHH..." Then Sean broke the kiss when both of us looked down as he sprayed several hot spurts of his fresh semen all over my own cock, some dripping onto the floor, and some all over my hand too while he moaned, "Ohh! UHHH! UHHH!... Ohh yeah!... Ohh Kevin..." I used his warm slippery cum as lubricant, pumping my own cock faster and then I reached my orgasm too, moaning loud as I said, "Ohh fuck Sean!... OHHH! UHHH! UHHH! OHH SHIT!... OHHH!... Ohh yeah... Ohhh..."I watched. I believe neither Claude nor my mother is aware of the retreat Mike created. In part, he patterned it after one of the Kennedy mountain retreats he read about. At least I hope they aren't aware of it."It's on a part of the Whispering Willows Resort land. I believe we need to go out there first and look around. I'm scared I'm going to let Mike down."She reached across the table and touched the back of his hand. She almost jerked it back as a charge of energy shot through her. She gasped and. "He will help me with the spanking, 'cause I have bad wrists…arthritis." "He's going to spank me?" Leanne squealed. My rocking stopped. I, too, waited for the answer. "Yeah, that's why your mother called him. She knew it would be extra embarrassingfor yah, and it might just teach you a lesson this time. Now, no more arguing;get going." I was shocked, but at least I knew why I was there now -- mostly for embarrassmentpurposes. Still, my heart was racing. I don't really have a spanking fetish,but.