Beth growled like a mad dog and picked up an ornament throwing it in my direction. It missed (why can’t girls throw?) landing harmlessly in my armch...air.I wasn’t about to have my belongings smashed all over the room, so before she could pick up another, I closed the distance between us and slapped her breast again, hard.She let out a sound which was somewhere between a gasp and an “oooh” as I followed up with my left, which connected with her right breast with a satisfying ‘crack’. A third. Not one of them has a cell phone in their hand and they are all using up some of that boundless energy they have."Brandy had seen me and came out to tell me, "The contractor will be by later to measure for the tennis courts you want. He told me that we would want a tall fence around the courts to keep the balls in. I hadn't thought of that. Anyway he's coming over and says he'll make some suggestions. He's the one who constructed the underground firing range for us. The man is good at what he. "It's just like pussy. Some even say it's better, as it's tighter." I think about it. "I don't know, Milan." "You know you'll like it." I grin. "Probably. But I'm really not sure about it." Milan looks disappointed and grabs my sticky dick. Absently, probably overthinking it, he strokes it. Then he looks at it and a mischievous smile appears on his face. "I can blackmail you." He releases me and demonstratively sits down next to me. "You're really going to do this?" He nods confidently.. The window was closed from the inside, so he had to force it open. Taking care that no one sees it, he entered the room and quickly located the naked girl.Making sure no one saw it, he tidied up the classroom, leaving everything as it was, and then woke the girl up.When she opened her eyes, she looked sleepily at Lucas for a while. Seconds passed, but she just stood silently, staring into space. In a low voice, Lucas instructed.“Soon, a locksmith will come to open the door. Make yourself.