Deep down, I suppose, we believed that "the revolution" was a trendy game and that all our damage would be forgiven if we were ever caught.Allow me to...introduce myself. I'm Bill Harris, former "General Field Marshall" of the Symbionese Liberation Army. I took the name, Teko, when I joined the SLA. You are all familiar, I'm sure, with the history of our movement and our activities—especially the kidnapping of Patty Hearst; but, I've never seen anyone recount the sexual activities within. The next thing I know is that I hear a swish sound and feel a smack on my ass, followed by another and another. I cannot move since my legs are held apart. You tell me to answer correctly if I do not want to feel more smacks. I cry out yes sir, it feels good. You say good girl, turn me around, and give me a hug. Pulling me into the front room, you lean me over the spanking horse, unchaining my hands from my neck and strapping them to the front, while hooking my legs to the other end, bent over. I gasped first in fear and then in pleasure as my cunt slowly molded itself around the hung man’s cock. and then to my amazement, he slowly pushed the fucking head another inch up into my cunt..and you know what?..it fucking felt good…i always have liked big cocked men but this was special. he slowly pulled his snake back, it felt like he was sucking my cunt inside out. i convulsed in pleasure. ‘fuck me old man, fuck…fuck…fuck..oh my fucking god slide it back in, oh fuck meee, oh fuck me..push,. Angie applied blusher to his cheeks, feathering it along his cheek-lineand smoothing it up so that it almost merged with his eyeshadow. Then shedusted his whole face and neck with a coating of sheer-glow finishingpowder, being careful not to smudge her mascara and eyeliner. "Ok Malcolm I want you to play particular attention to how I do yourlipstick; you will definitely have to touch up your lippy tonight," shelectured.She opened a long slim box that contained two slim tubes and unscrewedthe.