He was beaten severely around the head and private areas, almost castrated. There were no witnesses.I read the report with almost a smile, then passed... it back to my family who were now seated in the courtroom. Everyone looked surprised. Now I knew why they questioned me and my sons.We all arose when the Judge came in. The judge said, "Nothing is to be said about the murder in the open court. It could easily jeopardize the verdict. Anyone talking about it in the courtroom before the verdict is. Make sure you hold it in." "Yes, Sir." I felt the belt slide along my already sore ass. I clenched involuntarily. He patted with his hand softly until I relaxed. Then the stripes came one after another on my cheeks and on my thighs. The pain was intense and I cried out. "Thank you, Sir?" he asked me and laid two harsh stripes on my thighs. "THANK YOU, SIR!!" I screamed and clenched. He stopped and stood behind me. "You have gotten me really hard, Slut. You need to take my dick in that ass". She was standing next to a human skeleton that was horribly broken and twisted. One glance was enough to show that this was not all due to animal activity, unless you classify Indians as animals. It was obvious that this was a torture death, and it had happened well over a year ago, from the condition of the bones.Well, there was nothing that could be done for the victim, but I was curious who he was. Jane had taken her pants off and was trying to lay them out on a bush to dry. She was in no. If Elisabeth had been facing him, she mighthave felt guilt in her belly instead of her lover’shuge cock. Facing the screen, slowly grinding thatrod in and out, all she could manage was a hoarsewhisper. “I can’t stop, Rod. I’ve tried. But thisis more than I can bear to be without.” “You promised me!” “I’ll make it up to you…” “How!?” “I’ll stop…” “You’ll lie.