The air was warm though, or at least there wasn't much of a wind, which I appreciated.I stretched briefly and it felt good like that, so I ran, which ...ade it even better. I'd grown to love exercising, as all dogs do, and running across the uneven fields towards the stream was just enough to speed up my heart and warm the blood in my veins. My breath left small clouds of fog behind me and I only wished that I had real legs instead of arms, so that I wouldn't have to run upright all the time,. The belt came out—fast and furious—during those first few days, and her backside, from the top of her buttocks to down past her thighs, was covered with an ugly assortment of red welts. Eventually, she came to realize that I couldn’t be fooled, and stopped her masturbatory misbehavior. However, even though she had stopped masturbating, the natural ramping of her sexual arousal never stopped, and would gradually increase with each passing day until it became unbearable. Worse for me than seeing. Please, Chester, give me another chance. I need you. I love you," she whined."Yeah, fucking right!" I saidOf course I was not in a believing mood. Arriving at home, I tried to call Bertha. She wasn't home."She's at the hospital. Don has a broken jaw and cracked ribs as well as a concussion. I think he'll be all right, but he's going to be in the hospital for several days. Bertha called to tell me," she said."I hope the motherfucker—make that, other-man's-wife-fucker—dies," I said. She was. "No, I think we need to get him home. Is that okay, sweetie? Michelle asked."Yeah, fine." He said, his heart pounding with excitement."Well then let's get him home. He has a long night ahead of him." Gail said. Jacob and his mom sat in the back seat of his Aunt Gail's car as they drove to her house a few blocks away. As she sat close to him Michelle gently grazed Jacob's cock and balls through his pants with the tips of her nails. It was if she priming him for what was to come.Gail's house was.