Таня против воли застонала...Артур нежился на пляже, с удовольствием вспоминая про...шедшую ночь. Солнце уже почти вышло в зенит, стало непереносимо жарко и он решил уйти с пляжа. «Пойду проведаю свою благоверную», — подумал он и зашагал в сторону главного корпуса. Ориентируясь по вывескам он наше спа-центр и вошел внутрь. Хостесс за стойкой не было, и Артур двинулся на поиски своей супруги самостоятельно, заглядывая в двери. В одной из них оказалась женская раздевалка и он успел мельком увидеть. It would be better, if he was right along with us. You start running Saturday morning after a cocktail party. His head will be more clear than either of ours."She had no idea what I was capable of doing, but she was right my brain was like a shotgun. It threw lots of lead at lots of places. Pete's game was like a really good sniper rifle, it could zero in on a specific item of information. It was all in the programing. I was programed for a different purpose. Also my memory was filled with. I died from working eighteen hours a day to raise my family. I cut back to more regular hours after they were grown, but the damage had already been done. My kids both moved away to find jobs in the cities. I died young... and alone. And then I was buried here... alone.”She stood for a moment and walked over to touch her tombstone. “You would think that I would have wanted to get away from the loneliness as soon as I could, but emptiness isn’t empty. It is a very heavy thing. It weighs you. But slow, far too slow.“Faster, I know you like this, I want to feel it” I say as I apply the swatter to the soft, sensitive places: the inner thighs; the inside of the upper arms and of course her cute little puffy nipples. When I place the first strike on her right nipple the result is deeply satisfying. The squeal goes on for at least a count of four, starting high and then descending into gasps as her body bucks, both involuntarily and, wonderfully, trying to please me. Her thrusts so far.