I just... it’s... it’s personal... okay... yes... you too... goodbye...” She let her hand fall and looked at Casey. In a minute flat she’d lo...st her money and her job. Where could she go now. Casey was still wanking himself as he lay naked on his bed. She realised now that it would be a year before she could get away from him. “Throw me your phone!” He demanded. The fight was gone from her and she just tossed the phone onto the bed where Casey could reach it. He stopped jacking his prick and. Paloma paused in front of the glass-fronted window of ‘La Casa Sagrada de Madura’. Inside, she could see a number of customers browsing among the azure coloured and highly glazed statuettes, all of which she had been told display the myriad virtues of the Blessed Virgin: chastity, purity, restraint. Using the shop window as an imperfect mirror, she ran her fingers through her long, wavy auburn hair, and allowed herself to feel content with the way she looked, dressed as she was in an exquisite,. Thank you for punishing me,’ said Sherry. ‘Three thank you, Dad. Thank you for spanking me naked,’ said Sherry. ‘Four thank you, Dad. Thank you for humiliating me in front of all my colleagues,’ said Sherry as the third spank landed. ‘Five thank you, Dad. Thank you for punishing me in front of my fiancée,’ said Sherry now reveling in her own humiliation. ‘Six thank you, Dad. Thank you for shaming me in front of my sister,’ said Sherry looking at Lara. ‘Seven thank you Dad. Thank you for. By the time we got home, I was horny as hell. All I wanted to do was follow Lori to her room and make love to her. But I couldn’t. She had to get ready for work. I resigned myself to a night alone with a bubble bath and a book. About a half hour after I got in, there was a sharp rap on my door. I opened it to find Beverly scowling at me. I couldn’t think of what I’d done wrong, but I was sure she’d tell me. ‘Hi, Beverly,’ I said. ‘What’s up?’ Without being invited, she stalked into the room and.