Bertha enjoyed nothing more that spanking the bare,beautiful bottoms of those who wished to repent their sins,indeed she also found the challenge of s...anking those who hated been caught in their wicked ways a wonderful excitement an excitement that stayed with her for sometime afterwards."When was this photograph taken?" Sr.Bertha asked the girl kneeling at her feet and who had brought Sr.Bertha the photo because she disliked those in the photograph."Last Tuesday evening,Sr.Bertha, I thought. “No,” I said. “I just turned them loose and let them run. Of course the kids are with me. Actually, I picked up a couple of strays along the way.”I heard a sigh from Liz.“I’m on the way down in the golf cart,” she said.“What good is that going to do?” I asked. “Only one of the kids can ride in the cart.”“You’re going to ride in the cart,” Liz informed.“No, I’m not,” I answered. “Amber or Spenser might want a ride but I do not.”“Spenser?” Liz asked. “Ben’s son?”“That’s the only one I know,” I. My uncle was not only the father of one of my siblings, but he was also a nice guy who seemed to be turning into my current lover and boyfriend as he leaned over to kiss me on the lips after we had ordered. I kissed him back and found my tongue in his mouth as we kissed deeper. I was getting so wet and desperately wanted to fuck him again. We waited for our food and I ran my hand up and down his thigh until the waiter brought out food. I was working his erection through his jeans before the. You drop the tools you hold and do as you are told. You want to argue, but cannot. You were looking forward to coming in and having a beer before dinner, but my appetite differs from yours this evening. You have the notion to yell "Ball", but your buzzing asshole keeps you from doing so. I go to the bedroom and get the blindfold. I bring it into the door way where you kneel and place it over your eyes. I make you stand and I take off your shirt. I run my fingers down your naked chest. I undo.