She heard a deafening roar as the creature circled around, turning down towards the courtyard and unleashing a giant bout of flame, white-hot and blin...ingly bright even in the mid-morning light. Shielding her eyes, Mariella couldn't bear to watch, even after the fire was gone. She didn't want to see the body of her would be rescuer, now nothing but charred remains like so many others.Trying not to cry, she waited for the b**st to return, flying back up to its roost triumphantly. It slept above. ”The entire room quieted at this, with a collective gasp at the sheer effrontery of the insult. The mood was not lightened when Uncle Wally responded, with a smile, “Quite so, and I prefer mine with a nice red wine and mushroom sauce.”You could practically hear the eyeballs clicking in their sockets as every eye in the room returned to Siobhan, now seething with anger at this rejoinder. “Sir, if you were my husband, I should poison your tea!”“Madame, if you were my wife, I should drink it!”At. ”“You were out, man,” he said, nervously. “Hold on, we’ll go into our room and let you sleep.”“No!” Cristina pleaded. “I think I’m about to cum. Besides, he hasn’t had sex in ages, so why not give him something to watch?”“Uhh,” I stammered, hardly able to comprehend what I was hearing.Jeff's body relaxed a bit and she picked up the pace of her pumping.After a few more minutes of this, she asked him, “Do you love your brother?”“Yeah, of course,” came his reply. She switched to rocking her hips. There was no warning. When he was naughty, broke one of her rules, it was get undressed immediately, face the wall with his hands on his head for 5 or 10 minutes, his only thinking time, then across her lap for a spanking in front of whoever was there at the time. Up to now the only people who had watched him being spanked were close family and friends and not strangers like the visitors here. Maybe a public spanking will become the norm he wondered but it wasn’t as bad as he had feared so when.