They were duped into raping Debbie. But you were the one responsible. Shit, Debbie, I'm sorry I didn't believe you when you said he had it in for you....I figured he wanted a quick piece of ass and, what the hell, he deserves it. After all, he's the general manager. But this is too much!"Debbie cringed as the girl lightly pushed on her bruised tits. The movement was enough to set her swinging. She moaned loudly, the pain almost more than she could bear. The girl was positive her arms would fall. It was a silky purple thong with little bows mounted up around the hips. The tiny piece of string that connected the back side would certainly make my ass look good for Sam. I stuffed them into my pocked and went downstairs to try them on. I couldn’t wait to slide my pants off and check myself out in these. As I slid my legs inside, and pulled this new skimpy sexy thong up my thighs I felt the tiny little string wedge inside of the crack of my ass. The front piece was so thin it barely covered. Walters", "fifty times." Cindy grabbed a piece of chalk and began to write. She stood there on her tip toes, shaking, wearing just her blouse and bra, her firm ass red from her punishment. He stood behind her watching every stoke of her chalk. After watching her complete her tenth sentence, Mr. Walters asked. "You do realize that this a communications class and disrespectful was spelled with only one L". Cindy quickly said, "I'm sorry Sir, I'll change it." Cindy reached up high with the eraser. Helena had only one and just one advantage: her loving hubby was away from town; so she could have some time to fix the matter before Jorge could knew it…I told her to calm down; I would go with her to check out for the repairs.We went around several mechanics; but every one said it was necessary more than a full week for repairs and it would be very expensive.Helena finally called an old friend, who recommended her a decent mechanic. So we went to meet him…The guy received us in his office.