Ooouch! You're hurt… Jillian's complaint was interrupted by Kate's left hand finger invading herpussy. Kate buried her middle finger on Jillian's dr... clit together with thelacy fabric of her panties. When Kate added her index finger and pushed upharder, Jillian's body trembled and her slender stockinged legs flickered.Her stiletto heels lost contact with the floor as she was being forced to standon her toes by Kate's relentless probing. As Kate buried her fingers deeper,Jillian's creamy bright. Always. Otherwise this just isn’t going to work. You do want it to work, don't you, Babe?” “Yes, Matty. I do.” I looked up at him. “ I want you to punish me. I want to learn.” He looked deep into my eyes. “Okay. Take the food into the kitchen and grab a scissors. I am going to need Mike to help me punish you and if you are a good girl and take your punishment well, I will fuck that sweet hungry pussy of yours. Go.” I took the food into the kitchen and set it in the fridge. I thought about the. Sandra relaxed and enjoyed the food although she did slow down the eating process fearing his mood may change once the food had gone. It was mind games he was playing after his harsh treatment of Sandra as a cum bucket for himself and his canine friends, now he was wining and dining her as if she was his girlfriend, completely courteous and pleasant in action and word.After she had finally finished her meal he tidied away the things leaving her with the now nearly empty wine bottle and her. She’d been going to talk to Owen and make sure it would be all right. It did bother me that I didn’t have a say in having, my son be with me on my big night, that it was up to them the Cords. Talk about proof that I had no say in how the kids were raised and dealt with.“He wants what!” said Abigail.“He wants Ronald to share the stage with him,” said Owen.“With all of those injured and disfigured soldiers!” she said. “Owen, do you think that’s a good idea? He’s only ten years-old. “The images.