"I think he whispereda swear under his breath." ...[to Tommy]... "You just turn around,mister, and march yourself up to the bedroom and be quick abou... it.Pronto, do you hear! You can sit on your time-out stool in the cornerfacing the wall and wait for me. There'll be no lunch today, buster, sonaptime will be extra-long, do you hear me? Now start marching! You'veearned yourself not just a spanking this afternoon but a visit to yourpotty-room for a soapy mouth wash. Imagine, Ginger, a naughty. Pec Victor tirelessly changed from one channel to the next with his remote in an endless search for something meaningful to watch. He would pause for several seconds on some channels, passing others without a second glance. It marveled him to think that out of 73 channels of programming, he could find nothing to watch. His frustration finally peaked and Victor hit the power button, making the 22-inch screen go dark. He sighed and dropped the remote beside him. With both hands he rubbed his. "Don't let this 'appen to me. Please. I'm begging ye."The coach lurched again and this time it started moving.It was really happening. There really was no escape.Cries went up from all around but Burt could already tell they werefalling behind.He was going to prison. He was going to be a convict. His life was over.He would never ever be Lady Ann again.The coach shook gently from side to side. It was really going. It reallywas too late.Then it lurched again, the other way this time, and Burt. It felt like some heavenly feeling. We got lost in each others’ worlds and now went on exploring others bodies. We were making love in every position we could. I had myself all covered in blood and body secretions so I had to clean all the mess up. While I was doing this she reached out for me. We got sex in the bathroom, and now we were on the peak of it when I came inside her. I released a huge load of cum and she had all the hot feeling inside her. Time had paused . We were inside each other.