.. it's really hard..." Would you like a coffee, or something? Maybe that would help." I'd like some green tea, if you have it." I'm sure we do ... if... you hold on, one second, I'll go put the water on." Beth, I need to talk privately with Joy Adamson, for a while. Could you keep everyone out of the living room? Oh, and could you make us a pot of green tea, please? Thank you."Back in the living room, she told Joy she had asked not to be disturbed. "Oh, and the tea should be ready in five. "One glass of wine is enough for you", he said in far too fatherly a voice. He changed his tone quickly and added, "Besides, you promised me a dance and I wouldn't want you losing your coordination"Jenny giggled and said, "Do you really want to see me dance, Daddy?" Yes! I do! Very much!"With that Jenny rose from the table and picked up the candelabra from the table and led her father into the living room and into the easy chair. Placing the candles on the coffee table she went to the stereo. " She said emphatically."And what are whores good for?" Fucking, sir." And do whores get turned on watching other whores get punished?" I don't know where you're going with this, Steve…" Steve's hand came down on Vanessa's ass with a loud crack. "AH. Yes, yes they do!" Steve smacked her ass again, "Sir!" she cried out in ecstasy. He continued spanking her, more lightly than the two punishment smacks she'd already been given.Ayla watched the violence with fascination, her pussy shivering every. The fat lawyer was shocked and scared at the same time. He thought she must have some supernatural powers and overheard them talking about her. After dancing, she then looked angry and furiously at him, then spitting in front of him.Ivy was really scaring Charles, especially when she spelled the words out from her lips without making any sounds "You are dead". He knew why she was here and why she was now threatening him. It was because of what happened earlier at The Elvis."Have any of you guys.