Diane continued with her detailed briefing to the two young girls."Now words are important. The boy is not going to obey you if you are not in command...and the tone of your voice and choice of words are just as effective as your actions. Do you understand me?" Both girls nodded vigorously. Diane looked at Rachael's face, her big brown eyes bore little trace of makeup and yet she could have graced the cover of any magazine. Her jet black hair was cut straight just above her shoulders. Her hair. Candice took excellent care of her body, she ran and biked and swam and it showed, she was still lean and supple. She was also one of the most energetic fucks he'd ever had, she was rolling her body back against his in time to the nice fucking Peter was giving her."Oh, you wonderful man, you motherfucking bastard, FUCK ME, fuck Mommy!" Candice howled. If her ex-husband had been as good as her son in bed, she never would have divorced him and she likely would have brought them into their kinky. Still sobbing softly, Nena turned over, and grabbed a pillow. She laid her head down, her sobs muffled by the feathery down. Constancia reached over and softly stroked her back. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" She said cruelly.Nena's sobbing turned into crying. She replied, in a choked voice, "Please Constancia ... what did ... I do ... to deserve this? What?" Her body began to shake as she began to cry harder into the pillow.Constancia looked at her quietly for a moment and motioned to the rest. Our next doorneighbors were an older couple in their mid 60’s, whoowned a male Dalmatian They were very friendly and wegot along splendidly. They enjoyed our two children,and even babysat for us on occasion. Being a Dalmatian, you couldn’t help but notice hiscock. As soon as I saw him, I found myself thinkingabout my uncle’s German Shepard. They certainly didn’ttake very good care of the dog. They gave him virtuallyno supervision, and let him roam the neighborhood. They.