If she could, she would get up and pull her panties up in embarrassment, but Mike continued to hold her firmly down as he questioned her. She felt lik... a little girl in this position. Mike finally pulled his finger from Linda's rectum and stripped off the rubber glove. He began to massage Linda's backside before starting to spank her again. He began slowly, methodically, smacking each naked cheek lightly, watching it wobble and turn pink under his hand. Linda was taken by surprise by this new. We sat in silence a moment. Both of us thinking back, to when we were younger and more carefree with no responsibilities. When we knew no better and wasted our youth. Shit, how I would love to go back and know what I know now. I would change so many things and do so much better for myself. “Andy, where do you work now?” he asked drawing me out of my thoughts. “Out of my home. I have my own Business. I do pretty well for myself. Where do you work Eddie?” I asked. “I work as the main chef up. " He continued, "Other girls were tortured, raped and killed some while their parents watched." Tears falling from his eyes, anger shaking his hands: hands that still held the sword."How do you know they did that before?" Came Samantha's question."Helen, do you remember this morning when I said it would be warm, and that Kailynn would need to change her skirt?" He asked never lifting his gaze."Yes," came Helen's reply."I can sense or slightly read people's minds..." no more than a. My pussy wanted me to stop and play, but that would have to wait. I put on the bikini that my husband had chosen, and went back into the garden to sit with my husband. The four guys were there with him, and he was telling them about the next work that he wanted doing in the garden. I stood behind his chair as he was talking to them, a bit self conscious about what I was wearing. I glanced at Paul, who was looking at my scantily covered breasts, and there was a hint of a semi in his shorts. I.