It stung, but didn't hurt that bad. She still had her tail tucked between her legs in her last effort to defy him. However, that seemed to help rather...than hinder this particular action. "How do you like that, my pet? You know why I can do this to you?" He slapped her again and she whimpered, ashamed that it made her wetter. "Because I own you. You are my toy, and I can do whatever I want to you." She felt the stinging blow yet again and she wriggled in need, all of her body wanting him. The. ." Pat's voice trailed off as the two other women disappeared down the stairs. Linda sat abruptly in the chair and heaved a deep sigh of relief before following the two of them.On the way back to the station Pat wondered why Linda was whispering into her cell phone instead of using the radio. When they arrived at the station Linda told her to book Clarke and then join her in Captain Saddler's office. When she entered Linda was sitting on the edge of the captain's desk and Pat once more found. My hand went straight to my hard cock to give it a good rub while I whatched her undo her skirt and slide it off her hips. I never thought I would see her like this! but then her hands went behind her back and undid her bra and as it fell to the bed in front of her it was as much as I could do to stop cuming there and then. Her tits are still as firm as a thirty year olds. I have often seen her nipples poking through her top but it did not prepare me for seeing them in the flesh, and oh!!!!. Der Brief darin war auf teures schweres Papier getippt, das ein Firmenwasserzeichen in der Mitte der Seite hatte. In dem Schreiben wurde erklärt, dass die Anwaltskanzlei von einem kleinen, unabhängigen Museum beauftragt wurde, das beiliegende Tagebuch an den nächsten lebenden Erben des Erblassers auszuhändigen. Laut der Notiz hielt das Museum den Inhalt des Diariums für nicht geeignet, weder für die Ausstellung noch für wissenschaftliche Studien.Der Brief endete mit einem kurzen, aber.