Beth didn't even know were to begin, so she decided to do a little more teasing. Once again pouring a little more oil in her hands,she began to massag... the top of his inner thigh,but this time she was sliding her hands up, rubbing his fat black balls frequently. Now the black bull was really arching his midsection up, lifting it off the table as, Beth's oily white hands, massage and tickled his jewels. God that feels good' he manage to say despite being tease by the curious soccer mom. Beth. I tried cutting the chain, but failed using just my arms. With all my might, I put the handles between my knees and used my arms and legs to snap the chain. My dad grabbed the cutters and snapped the chain on the other cuff as they heard the sirens coming down the road. They rushed to the tractor and grabbed the clothes I brought for them. The sheriff pulled up as they finished buttoning their shirts. The sheriff showed them pictures and asked if that was the couple who stole their truck. It. Between them I could see a smooth stomach with a belly button thatstretched out more up and down than the side to side model I was used to.Further down were smooth thighs that touched together at their milkytops, then separated as they flowed down toward knees and calves. Betweenthose thighs I couldn't see any hair at all, couldn't really see much ofanything but a bit of folded pink skin. Instead of being shocked aboutloosing my Johnson, I was kind of glad not to see it. After all, withoutit I. I intended to pay for the tops but just forgot and set off the alarm as I left the department store.”Miss Cindy wasn’t impressed and angrily berated Tina. “Forgot? That isn’t good enough, my girl. Anyone can use that excuse. You need to remember or accept the consequences.”Tina knew Miss Cindy was right and judging from recent experiences she reckoned she knew that Miss Cindy would give her something to help her remember in future.Tina loved Miss Cindy even though she enforced her disciplinary.