“Look what you did! Now how am I going to get her laid? Come-one, Abs.” If Abigail had wanted to die of mortification before, now she just wanted...the ground to open up beneath her. A sinkhole would be a blessing right now. Angelo’s eyes widened as he gestured to himself. “Hellooo! I’ve got a cock and am eagerly volunteering for the job.” “Please. Mikayla. I want to leave. Think of Daniel. We shouldn’t be doing this. If he finds out He’ll be devastated.” “I can’t hear you, Mikayla shouted. I took close up pics of her face all jizzed as it was. I told her to smile for the camera. She did. That remains one of my favorite pictures these days. When Bobby came the first time I clapped my hands. I told Judy to lie on her back on the floor. She slipped on it a bit as she moved to her back. Her cunt was gushing. Bobby was instructed to clean up what was oozing from her cunt. He was hesitant only until I gave him the look. He lapped up cream for some twenty minutes because I told. She gripped the desk and ground her teeth to prevent herself from screaming out. Surely she couldn’t take this. She felt the cane return to her bottom and it’s gentle tapping as Julian took aim again. The tapping stopped to be replaced moments later with another searing line of fire right in the crease where her legs met her bottom. A moan escaped her lips and she wiggled her bottom, trying to ease the pain as the cane returned to tapping. Again and again the cane tapped and then struck her. Gina ran down the hall and knocked on the door to 3-F. Sarah, Dennis' wife, answered. When she saw Gina's face, she called into her apartment for her husband. Gina hurriedly spoke four words when she spotted Dennis, "Chris. Liam. Liam's apartment." Sarah, call dispatch and let them know what is going on. Gina, I'd prefer you stay here with Sarah so she can look at your face, but I'm sure you're going to follow, so stay behind me and stay out of the way!" With that, Dennis bolted from his.