" The tone of her voice had been angry, but that last remark was deep, corroding, sorrow.I couldn't help myself. I sat down next to her on the bed, pu...led her into my chest and wrapped my arms around her. She started to sob quietly. Her tears fell in such amounts that the front of my shirt was soon sopping wet. I stroked her hair, and murmured soothing sounds, not real words, just sounds. I had a sudden flashback of Annalise doing the same for me.Francine stopped crying, and lay with her cheek. She get more exited and moving her ass up and down. So put finger in her pussy. And finger fucked and sucked her pussy. I did till her cum. now she told me please let me slip. I told her it is not fare that you get satisfied and am still not satisfied. Then she asked me what can she do I told the it is your turn to excite me she asked how can she do. I ask to slip on my lap and do whatI had done. so she followed me she put her nada and Niker in her proper place and slipped on my lap. her mouth. It becamea habit for me to look at my buttocks in the mirror at night before bedand in the morning when I got up to see how well I was healing. Idaresay there was no time my bottom wasn't striped from one whipping tothe next, or at least blistered from the paddle.This was another of her little tricks. She had discovered long ago thebenefits of having at her disposal several implements of punishment. Forsevere, quick discipline the cane was the best. Just a few strokes, nomore than a couple. When the clerk handed Fritz his credit card and the electronic room key, he said, “Room 508 and I know you are going to have an enjoyable stay,” while looking over Angelina’s sexy body.“I am sure that I will,” Fritz replied, and then helped Angelina over to the elevator. On the way up to the fifth floor, Angelina slurred, “I don’t know how I can ever repay you for your help.”“I am sure that we will figure out a way,” Fritz said, as the elevator door opened at the fifth floor. He helped the.