Money was left to order a pizza and Mom would be back later Saturday afternoon.I rushed out of school after practice not even stopping to shower. As I... ran in the door, there was Dawn standing there talking with Bert. It had been three years since I had first seen her and she was beautiful. Not pretty, beautiful."Hi, Greg, oh, you look all sweaty, I'm gonna order pizza and why don't you go shower before it comes," so I ran up the stairs trying to burn the image of this gorgeous young woman into. What I need is a really good fork." Both of them were smirking at that. I took the bent fork from her fingers. Her fingertips slid sensuously over mine as I took it from her. I went into the kitchen and got a new unbent fork from the silverware drawer. It took me several minutes because the dish washer hadn't gotten them out of the machine yet. When I got back to the table the couple was gone.I was kind of disappointed because she was pretty for someone that old and I wanted to see her. He also advised me to leave town when I told him why I was there. He said that any thugs who were in Denver were employed by the local politicians, and the marshal’s office also employed them. Therefore, I would not get a fair deal when putting in a claim for a receipt. More likely, I would get a bullet in the back. The next day, I talked to some other people and got the same advice, so I said to hell with Denver and planned to move on. Upon reflection, I decided to head back to Cheyenne. At. Later, she decided.“Normally, I’d use lube. But it’s important that this hurt. Now I don’t want to hear any screams, or any nonsense like that. I’ll gag you if I have to. Fucktwat, you can start. Don’t stop until I tell you.” She knew from receiving similar beatings herself, frequently from Ben, the proper way to whip a whore’s tits. The first crack landed just as Ben shoved his cock into Slutkitten’s puckered hole. Kitten nearly shrieked from the pain but caught herself at the last minute,.