There it was. LaPaglia had to get those footprints from the original birth certificates. Which meant that he had to have some kind of a cover - Bureau...of Vital Statistics, perhaps, something having to do with the Department of Health and Human Services. It didn't matter; he had to have a way in to get certified copies of birth certificates so that he could implement his forgeries.With renewed purpose, Grace began to attack the pile of clutter on her desk. Somehow Arturo LaPaglia had caught the. I pick up my phone 'hello' i say'hello do you always perv over your neighbours ? how many times have you sat in your room wanking off watching my husband and i fuck ?''uh no sorry really this is the 1st time i'm so sorry i didn't mean to watch i just glanced out the window and saw you ''oh and did your trousers fall down and your cock jump into your hand ?''uh no look i'm sorry i'll just go let you get on with it''not so fast young man while your eyes were glued to my tits i managed to get a. I grab her hair and walk her over to the window. As we walk I whisper to her "I thought Tom would really like this." Ya I would say so"We arrive at the window and Tom is still pretending to work. I bend her over and her face is an inch from the dildo. Amiee starts to lick the fake cock and moan making sure that sound goes out the window. I place my cock at her gapping hole and thrust my cock into her. At the same time she takes the fake cock into her mouth. I grab hold of her hips and start to. He begins to bring down the belt in a steady rhythm. SLAP! 1. SLAP! 2. SLAP! 3. SLAP! 4. SLAP! 5. SLAP! 6. SLAP! 7. SLAP! 8. SLAP! 9. SLAP! 10. The thick leather belt smacks against the bare skin of her exposed ass, the cheeks growing from pink to red as the strokes continue. SLAP! 11. SLAP! 12. SLAP! 13. SLAP! 14. SLAP! 15. SLAP! 16. SLAP! 17. SLAP! 18. SLAP! 19. SLAP! 20. His breathing becomes heavier and louder as his desire for her obviously builds. She moans louder and louder, finally.