As they were c***dless the twins had helped them to get everything organised. Maureen had assisted Belinda with the invitations. They had searched so ...many different websites, using both Maureen’s own, and Roberts laptop, until they had found exactly what her aunty had required before finally getting down to writing the invitations and printing them off. By the time they had finished the cards looked shop bought, it started with, “You are cordially invited to”, All the lettering was in silver. A. said. ‘End of argument.’ Alex picked up the phone and dialed operations. ‘I want all of our patrol units, and the duty detectives, if they’re available, to report to headquarters in fifteen minutes,’ he told the dispatcher. ‘Just tell them to report to the station, I want nothing else on the air.’ ‘Alex,’ Sergeant Baker said, ‘you mind if I tag along?’ ‘No problem,’ Alex said. The deputies on duty reported to the station, looking confused about why all of them had been called in for a. That may be a bridge too far but I’d see how things could be worked out. Then my second thunderbolt hit me. Dave would hang out with another single guy called Bob. He and Bob would often indulge in threesomes with their conquests. They used to joke that once you had a woman with a cock in her pussy and a cock in her mouth you could literally make the bitch do anything. Bob used to boast that biggest turn on for him was fucking married women in their own beds the sending them back to their. Master tugged at the leash as if to command me to move. I lunged forward, but, the tightness of the collar choked me.“Bad slave”, he muttered, “You have just learned your first lesson. A tug means to sit back on your haunches”.Master snapped the leash much like using reins on a horse. I was confused. Do I go back on all fours or start to walk? I opted to be on all fours waiting for the next leash command. Suddenly without warning, his hand spanked my ass hard.“Bad slave! Try again”. Maybe that.