Well, that wasn’t even an option, so I twisted the knob and pushed open the door with enough velocity to almost rip it from its hinges.Feleena was l...ing propped up on some pillows as Rosa applied a cold rag to her bruised face. I walked over to the bed as Feleena and Rosa both looked relieved that it was me. I knelt down by the bed and looked at Feleena’s face, my anger a seething cauldron of unvented spleen.“How badly are you hurt?” I asked softly.Feleena looked into my eyes and something in. .coming to point one day i had half day n she was having holiday still she had come to meet me so we was planning to go to movie so we came at my house to keep my bag so no one was at home n note was kept that mom n pop will come at late night so i went o take water for her as soon as i went in she came behind me n hugged me n said that she loves me a lot i was not shock still i turned back she started kissing on my lips n it was very long french kiss i loved it i got courage n i started. We chatted awhile, Donna mentioned that her late husband has been lost in an industrial accident, he was an off-shore oil rig worker. What with the insurance and the settlement from the company, it was quite a bit of money. I noted the expression of pain in her eyes as she said that, and my sensitive nature took over. About that time I heard a voice, ‘Hi Mom…OH! Sorry, I didn’t know you had company!’ I glanced over, and my jaw almost hit the floor! Here was an absolute vision, about 20, perfect. But spanking the bare bottoms of the teenaged girls really turned him on. He was glad Holly had hired on as his secretary when she graduated Middlesex High. She very willingly drained his jism after each spanking that she witnessed, or heard about. Perkins understood the crying, kicking of feet, and begging for remission. “Please stop spanking me, Dean Perkins. It really stings.” What confused him was why these pretty young ladies, constantly did things that they knew would earn their pert.