She knelt, and spoke in a quavering voice. "I'm Coral..."Was the name a coincidence? Her appearance? "Look at me," I said.She looked up, briefly and h...r eyes were large, dark brown and glistening, on the verge of tears. "I'm twenty-two, and I've had one master..." her voice caught."Coral, would you stand for me, please?" She did so. "And turn round. That's it – keep turning..." her back, and her lovely rear were marked. "Enough. Coral, did your last master beat you?"She sniffed, and nodded. "I. So these two sons of my neighboring uncle have each a very sexy wife. I know I already told you but can’t stress enough how hot they are. You just get a boner by a single look at any one of them. But if I had a choice between fucking any one of them, I’d fuck both any day. But if only one of them, then I’d go for the elder son’s wife. She is too damn hot to be placed second on anyone’s priority. I constantly imagine how much sex they both must be having and how wild she must be in. For some reason, he had not been heard from after posting that original report." OK, keep monitoring. In the meantime, please transport us to the roof of the building where the robbery is taking place. I think that we need to look around before we blunder in on something unexpected."A moment later, we were standing on the roof of the jewelery store and warehouse. It is only a one-storey building, so there should be few surprises as we investigate further. There was nothing on the roof to. He's still better by a little bit. They all know stock, and how to take care of them. You already know that they can out lady the most fancy pants women you'll find, and willingly turn to being the biggest sluts you can find for their men. That part I gladly take pride in for teaching them. Sharon is the only one I have shared that secret with. Not even the husbands know that story about my early years. I'm still pondering whether to tell it or not. Things have changed so much over the years..