" Shit, I know that," Brent said defensively. "I wasn't saying I was gonna cross the line or anything. I'm just saying that it's a bitch going without...a week's pay. It'll be a bigger bitch to go without two weeks." No matter how much of a bitch it is to you, it's five times as much of a bitch to them. Remember, nothing moves, nothing happens, no money gets made when we strike. That hurts 'em bad." Yeah yeah," Brent said, taking an especially long drag. "I just wish they'd give us a little more. Sheadded a little muscle tone and then added substantial size to the bulgeon the front of his pants. "Brit should enjoy that!!" she thought asshe finished the picture, placed it in the album and returned to bed."Yep...everyday seems a little better than the last."Paul's eyes came open the next morning and was greeted by the sight ofBrit's lovely blond locks. God he loved this guy. He began sniffingBrit's neck and the smell brought him to instant erection his full 8inches touching the small of. “Because I thought you’d like it, silly! I don’t need more reason than that!”She skipped as she walked over to Nathan, kissing him deeply. “So,” she said, pulling away. “I heard you ask something when I was changing! What did you want to know?”Nathan felt his cock start to harden. This was just like one of his bimbo fantasies, except of course Emily didn’t have the fake tits and wasn’t currently sucking his cock. But she was starting to look the part.“I was wondering what you wanted to do for. A constant rhythm of hand on bottom. Her hand on my bottom. All over my bottom in fact. Sometimes on different spots but several on exactly the same spot. Those were hard to take. It didn’t make any difference to me crying. It’s just that they stung more. Mind you even that was not as bad as when she focussed on the tops of my legs. They really were the worst. Especially when she rested for a while and rubbed my bottom and I thought she was leading on to something else. How I could.