How much abuse can this idiot take? Anne and I are about to find out as we begin beating the crap out of him. We closed fists we take turns pummeling his abdomen while he flinches and groans in pain. We don’t hold back, punching him hard and fast and laughing at his misery. Tossing him on the bed, I clamp my powerful thighs around his neck and choke him while Anne teases him by rubbing his dick. He…