It was hot and slick and I knew she was ready to be fucked. I wet my finger as I contnued kissing her, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth. She w...s moving with my finger as I circled through the hot silky wetness below. She was impatient, she kept arching her back wanting my finger in her ass, but in this position I wasn't sure if I could insert it. My cock, which generally was useless after a hard cum was fully erect and I felt her grinding away at the boner between us. I knew that. You’re not hurt, but now you’re angry as well. “Get up,” she yells at you. “Get up and I’ll show you who the whiny, crying bitch is.” “Are you challenging me too a fight,” you ask her incredulently? “What, are you scared,” she challenged.“You’re crazy,” you repeat, “I’m not going to jail for beating a girl.” “Like I thought, you’re a scared little bitch,” she sneered. Part of you would like to teach her a lesson, but you reason little good can from accepting her challenge “My only fear is. Besides, she was as sexy as hell in those clothes and he was always happy to help out a good looking piece. “At your service, ma'am.”“There's a silver Lexus out front in a visitor's space. Texas license Bravo Golf 2463.” She handed the sergeant her key fob. “There is a package on the front passenger's seat and a shopping bag. Would you be so kind - ?”“My pleasure ma'am. Cadet.” He nodded to the cadet, executed an absolutely correct 'About, Face! Route, Step!' and marched down the long hall of. Leona reached up and pressed the volume button, and the group could now hear Susan’s cries and wails. Leona returned to her chair and picking up her drink and cigar, set the cane on the table. She watched and listened to her victim as she cried, shaking her head. They could see Susan’s now very red and welted backside as she danced in place. As they saw the image of Susan’s face and upper torso in the monitor, Leona remarked that Susan was almost perfect, but that her breasts should be larger..