And that was last week! So if you don't shut that mouth, I'll flay you myself. Shut the fuck up, Roberta and let my two darling young lovelies punch a...way at each other! Sit back and enjoy it, Roberta! I intend to! Stupid pair of bitches, beating each others' brains out over a cow like you!" Sorry, Mother Felicity! I thought it sounded too good to be true about getting no more lashes!"Roberta settled down to watch the fun. And there was plenty of fun to watch! High class fun! She was amazed that. Still naked, her breasts swaying from side to side she wasled up the concrete stairs, walking uncertainly in the hobbles. It was hard tothink straight, her attention seemed to be on her nakedness and keeping herbalance. As with any woman, nudity was not something she was comfortable with,so much better to be packaged in a nice outfit, with a little make up to hideany imperfections. With her wrists cuffed in the small of her back and elbowsout, her shoulders were back, which thrust her breasts. Despite his discomfort, he could not help his cock rising as he watched the shapely ginger woman saunter slowly in, displaying her soft white cunt, which she allowed him to view closely as she stood by the bed and leaned over with a smile. As she showed him the pot of mustard he squirmed in his bonds and moaned in agony, the movement allowing the weight to tug harder at his scrotum, stretching his sack to tearing point and the pain in his balls taking his breath away. Sandy smiled wickedly at. "It's too close to my bedtime tonight," she said. She smiled up at him. "How's eight in the morning work for you?"The doc knew when to retreat in defeat.As we sat down, I asked, "So who's Junior?"Cinnamon and the others all glanced at each other. "It's usually assumed to be Jimmy," Cinnamon said."So if Jimmy's Junior, then he and his dad can't be the twins," Tami pointed out. Jimmy looked a lot like his dad. "So who're the twins?" Wynter and LaMarcus," Jimmy said with a grin.I looked at Wynter,.