Brown and Barton grimaced because whilst they were expecting at least twelve and probably eighteen strokes, they were not just going to get twenty-fou... strokes. However, whilst that was worse than they had hoped for, they were aware that, on some very rare occasions, offenders had received as many as thirty-six strokes. So, they actually felt they had been dealt with very fairly. On the other hand, they now knew they had to face the pain of twenty-four strokes and the lasting memory that would. I managed to watch the whole thing and reveled in the whole situation as if I got my cancer cured. I never before felt anything like it, but they both worked to give it to me."Oh, fuck," I muttered, falling back. "You two are something else." Again, we know," Hallie mentioned as they both lied down with me. "Although, shit, Samantha. How fucking long did I eat your cunt, but yet, you didn't cum?" You know you love me, Hallie," she reminded her, putting her hand on her arm as they both rested. Asajj Ventress had been quietly stalking the two Jedi since they had followed her to Fondor, using her Sith skills as an assassin to hide from both their eyesight and the force. Once Skywalker and his Padawan had split from each other, Ventress decided it was best to take down the younger Padawan first. Without making a sound she swooped in and knocked the Padawan unconscious within moments. She then carried her down a secret passage, not visible to the naked eye, towards a secret lair she had. She clenched her fist tightly to her side. ‘Don’t do it’ She told herself out loud. But she couldn’t resist. She slid her hand up and down her inner thigh. softly and barely touching her leg. Her heart started to beat faster with every movement of her hand on her body. As her left hand moved down to her knee the right caressed her unclothed breast. She squeezed her pink nipple and cupped it in her hand, she looked at her breast in her hand with her bright blue eyes and started to pant heavily,.