Why. You. Got. Wet. Now. You. Filthy. Slut.’ ‘Ahhhh. Okay sir but please stop slapping me. There was this hot guy at the coffee shop, he flirted ...ith me sir, and I got wet.’ ‘What. A. Dirty. Whore. You. Don’t. Deserve.Mercy. I. Will. Slap. You. Until. You. Are. Raw.’ By now it was really starting to hurt a lot, and he just wouldn’t stop slapping my ass, I was about to start crying and he kept hitting me. ‘Andy stop! Please you’re hurting me! Stop please!’ That just made him go harder. We. When I got to my house, I got the door open and had collapsed on my couch. When I hadn't called in the next morning, Jim had stopped by to see me at lunch time. I'd been there for about a year and everyone had wondered where I was because I'd never missed a day of school before. He must have called Anna on his way back to work, because the next thing I knew she was at my house.She'd always been friendly with me. Well, as friendly as I allowed anyone to be. But the look on her face told me that. “Your snout is going to grow a bit.”“I believe you, the doctors wouldn’t!” He replied then tried to pick up his arm and failed.“I am completely exhausted, and I need to sleep,” said Jason as he started to close his eyes. “I can’t keep my eyes open a minute longer.”The next morning, they walked in to find Jason looking more cheerful and was being fed by a young male nurse.“How are you feeling?” Linda asked.“There are less aches this morning but I feel bone weary.”“Jason darling, you’re going to. His language turned into a long, low growl then he pulled out and shot his muck over her. He'd been so turned on it flew all the way up her back and some even landed in her hair. At this point I'd got hard again and had determined my next port of call. I'd felt her talented mouth and tongue, shot a wad of spunk up her pussy. Now it was time to take that tightest hole, her puckered arse!. I got the lube, spat at her arse and pushed it inside with a finger. I squeezed some lube in as well and.