”“Hello, Sean,” Lily said with a smile.His father said, “Hi, Son. I heard there was a little excitement at the mall.”Mr. Emery looked at Sea...n through narrowed eyes and growled.Glancing over at Mr. Emery, Sean swallowed and then said, “Yes. A troll tore up the store. The police didn’t believe me until the troll stomped a police car into a pancake outside the mall.”“We saw it on television,” his father said.Nodding her head, Lily said, “That troll was real ugly.”“Stomp was a nice enough fellow. ” The floodgates holding my tears back officially gave way and I started bawling as I felt the huge head of his cock press against my tight entrance. I might have been married, but I was still a teen, and still had a small teenage body to go along. “God it hurtssss please stop!!” I pushed my hands into his chest trying to no avail to get him off of me. “Alright alright, I’ll give you a little lube, just so you don’t tear.” He got off of me and in between my legs. I was confused, where was the. And the taste. You could say I'm very generous..." I was too anxious about what he would think of me if I were to ask him a diry question, but I did answer all the ones he threw my way. "What's your favourite position?" "I like them all, really. I'll always try new things too. But ontop, I guess." "Oh, wow. That's so perfect... I'd love to have a girl that knows how to ride." "I know you would. I'm pretty amazing in bed, to be honest." Our conversations continued like this for a day or two. One. She smiled grimly. "I see you've brought the Pommie bitch bangon time ..." she began "...well done boys. Well, Curtis, are youlooking forward to your date with my strap? By Christ, you'regoing to get an arse roasting you'll remember all your life! Goand stand at the end of the bench!" Anne Curtis, tremblingviolently and sobbing quietly, stood to attention at the end ofthe bench as, on instruction from Kruger, I removed herhandcuffs. The whipping bench was a bit like a gym vaultinghorse.