Sam hurt but she knew that if she could just get to the door she'd get help. Slowly she began to crawl for the door. The man pulled her back and shove... her towards the cage. She then shoved herself away from the cage in a hope to still get too the door. The man started yelling and cursing again. After hitting her across the face and in the stomach enough to make Sam drop to the floor again, then he began kicking her and continued to kick her until she couldn't move at all. When he was finished,. They would see her head hovering above my lap, and yet, neither of us cared. I leaned a bit to my right and let my hand slide between the cheeks of her ass. She rewarded my searching fingers by letting her head move forward, the tip of my cock trapped between them. Her tongue circled the head and slipped through the tiny slit at the top. Her mouth was exploring me in a way no one had before. Her tongue wanted to taste every part of my cock it seemed, wanted to see if any of her still. “Including that stupid Candyland game!”“It does teach them their colors,” I said. “And basic concepts like taking turns. And being a good loser.”“Somebody forgot to tell our son about that last one!” Jennifer laughed.“Veronica was a real stickler about that, and Abbie is pretty good about it as well,” I said. “He happens to agree with Dale Earnhardt that second place is just the first loser!”“Everyone in this house is so competitive!” Michelle said, shaking her head.“They’re all my kids!” I. ”Brian goes to the high school. It’s a little further away and they get out later. It takes him another ten minutes or so to walk here.Brian arrived and entered the house without even knocking. He put his books down and Mr. Todd said, “Give me a hand, Brian.”They left the room and came back a moment later with a heavy, padded bench. Brian picked up the camera and lifted it to his shoulder. He turned it on and focused on me. Mr. Todd went into the back again and came out about five minutes.