“Bend over,” I said.She managed to do so. I fondled her again... and once more she twisted away from me. Two more cuts. “If you do that again, s...ave, I’ll give you a damn good caning this evening,” I said. “Get up and bend over.” Heaving with sobs, Kirsten managed to force herself to do so. I grinned at Miss Valdi as I parted the cunt lips. Kirsten shuddered and shook violently, but did not actually try to evade me. I wassatisfied. Another step down the slope of submission.In the same way, I. He figured he still had a couple of months to do her before she'd be too big to actually have intercourse with him.Philip gave Pam a quick call at 1:00 that afternoon as he was already in his car driving towards where she and her husband lived. He hoped she wasn't out shopping or at the grocery or anywhere but sitting there just waiting for her horny Daddy to come over and give her his big horny cock. He knew he was very self-centered by always wanting all of his little harem to be at his beck. The ride, the restaurant and the ride back was pleasant and I was happy for the break, my cock needed a rest.When we got back to Linda's house we popped a couple of beers and went out by the pool. The evening was warm and we were just enjoying our beers, watching the stars. It was a great evening. Linda brushed her hand on my leg and I sensed she was getting horny again, so I suggested that we go inside to "get more comfortable."We went back upstairs to the master bedroom and I was enjoying. I swear I’m not a pessimist but there is no way I can see us ever going back to the way things were before 9/11, so in a way the terrorists have already won. American demanded satisfaction, a pound of flesh, and the government responded with an invasion of Iraq. With talk of ‘Weapons of Mass Destruction’ and the evil warlord Saddam, we all blindly supported whatever babel the pentagon fed us. The generation that bragged they had stopped the war in Viet Nam was now demanding we invade Iraq. To.