Isabel is kissing my hand. She says to the curtain, That was the longest night of my life, even with Justin putting us to sleep. I chuckle and say, I ...as thinking that just before Justin begin his sleep spell. That was odd I remember dreaming one normally does not dream under a sleep spell. Isabel asked, What did you dream of my love? As the memory of the dream comes to my mind, I say, One was of you carrying our first child, the leaves had just turned in the fall. The next you and I had won a. She didnt get a chance when she got one slap after another.Slap. Slap. Slap. Sophie felt her tears begin to well up in her eyes. Her fear was starting to spiral out if control. He let go of her throat briefly before grabbing it again with his other hand. He switched to slap the other side. Slap. "Spread your legs." He slappped her face when she didnt comply fast enough. "Open them!" She wasn't even given time to open them before the next slap. SLAP.Sophie opened her legs wide. Her feet weren't. He reached down to the girl's crotch and began to rub his fingers up and down the hot, juicy slit between her tight cuntlips.Mandy moaned around his cock and hunched her pussy up against his hand, urging Bobby to stick his fingers in deeper. Bobby slid two fingers up her cunt and rubbed her fat little clit with his thumb.Mandy sucked his cock harder, grinding her cunt eagerly up around his poking digits.Even after all the fucking the little thirteen-year-old had done in the last twenty-four. For most people it was enough that he was entertaining and generous with his money.He had told her that the town was Wigan, but that he was sick of people cracking jokes about Wigan Pier, and pies.He was so attractive that she had been delighted when he had made overtures to her. Though he spoke of his childhood in Wigan and his following its rugby club, and though he talked about his University life at Cambridge and his successes as a sales managing director, she, like everyone else, still had.