He jerked and cried out softly in his sleep begging forgiveness for his sins and hoping that God was too busy to notice his un-Christian career of ven...geance.It was strange that he would dream in that manner because he had spent most of his adult life attempting to push the unwanted bloody memories into a compartment with no windows and no doors. That was a trick he had learned from a friend who had spent almost a decade behind bars in a hell that made the British penal system look like an. Yeah, Megan had a real camera. Not some cybereye enhancement that anyone could have implanted for like a couple thousand nuyen: this was a real camera, one that had to have film inserted in it. She only had 32 shots per roll, and each one had to be developed by hand by her, so each one had to count. She had to frame the subject, position them in the lens to get just the right composition; she had to set the exposure to make sure the subject would develop in the frame; she had to focus on the. “This is punishment! You are not meant to be enjoying yourself! It seems that you haven’t been sufficiently spanked!”And with that, Julia lit into her stepson’s poor bottom. With only her bare hand she rained smack after smack upon the hapless Adam. His bottom cheeks had no chance to be still as they jiggled and rippled unceasingly from the repeated force of her open-handed blows. Julia had warned Adam that the next spanking would be even more severe, and she lived up to her word.Adam was. ‘Ooh!’ he pulled himself away. ‘Come here… let me fuck you,’ He gave me a light kiss on my brow. I let him lead me to the bed. He sat on the edge as he slowly undressed me, pulling me onto his lap as he attached his mouth to one of my nipples. ‘I’ll miss your tits, Girl,’ he breathed between nibbles. ‘…so soft and bouncy… fat!’ I giggled with a blush. He slid a finger across my clit, and pushed a second up inside my pussy. ‘I’ll miss your pussy, too… so tight and wet… nice…’ ‘Ah…’ I moaned as.