Jeanne was a pretty 5’5 brunette with brown eyes and a smile that could warm the coldest of days. Despite looking very ordinary, wearing jeans with ... loose green top at the time, I found myself being more attracted to her than any of our college sluts who go around wearing tight tops and skirts that look more like belts. She was something different, something special. We went to the same college, were chosen for the same university, most of my young adult years was spent with her, my closest. ?Amna shook her head. That was disgusting. ?Please no, miss,? she begged.In response, Rebecca picked up her paddle and tapped Amna’s bent over posterior with it. Her bum was still sore and bruised from her initial beating. Amna squealed.?If your initial beating wasn’t enough for you, I could beat you again if you want,? said Rebecca.?No, miss,? cried Amna."Obviously that initial beating wasn't enough. It might be worth having her flogged again soon," Rebecca commented to Alicia, who nodded in. My name is Luke and I've been contracted to put you face down in the dirt but it don't seem like the right thing to me. So, I am just going to move on out of this valley and find me a more peaceful spot to rest my tired ass. You need to clean that nest of vipers out over to the Rocking "R" before they call in a mess of real nasty characters who don't have any sense of honor about them. They will use those mavericks as an excuse for their wickedness and that's a fact."The stranger backed out of. As he continued sucking on my tits, one of his hands reached down and undid my jeans. Tom’s head began moving down my body as his thumbs hooked into my panties and his hands slowly pushed them down my legs. As his mouth reached my mound, the pants reached the floor. I put my hands on his head and guided it lower, one leg stepping out of the pants and spreading open a bit. As his tongue slid over my rapidly swelling clit, any thoughts I had about the rashness of my actions disappeared. Tom’s.