Then I heard the familiar chuckle. Peter, Mother's handsome lover had been watching my performance. Dressed in a black silk robe, he appeared from beh...nd the doorway. He let the front slip open to reveal his enormous cock which was hard and stood pointing up in the direction of his belly. He strolled slowly over to me, stroking his cock as he walked.'Seeing as you like licking cock cream so much, I think you can suck some right from the source, get over here and suckPeter off!' my Mother. He took a deep breath, raised his hand slightly and brought it down with what was little more than a tap. He raised it and brought it down again, slightly harder but still with no force. He took a further deep breath and then started to raise it and bring it down harder and harder, sometimes on the left cheek and sometimes on the right one.This had been going on for a while and John, still somewhat in a daze, was getting a bit of a rhythm with what was now a genuine spanking, not a severe one. You stand accused of witchcraft and conjuring! What say you?I am not guilty of either charge your grace. I am innocent!We shall decide that! Confess and I will be inclined to be morelenient. Refuse and you will suffer the consequences.I am innocent! I'm no witch!!Return her to her cell for a few days. Maybe time to think on her crimes will alter her views a bit.Two huge,filthy guards dragged her from the chamberand took her to her cell.The cell was possibly 15 feet square, stone with a. "Ted, I'm always happy to see you. Have a seat. How's your family? Can I get you anything?"I sat down and shook my head. "No, thanks. I'm good. I came by to talk about the future of the wine industry here in Texas. The laws that were passed this last session were a good start, but we can do better."We spoke for several minutes about the situation as it existed and, as I expected, he was noncommittal. He sympathized but he needed to see more information. The spiel about how the system had worked.