This summit was the half way point on our intended hike and was a welcome sight as I could do with a bit of a breather, and it was with something of a...sigh of relief when I dropped my pack and eased myself down onto a seat. These small shelters were scattered all around the forest walks and were very cheap and basic, consisting of three walls, a roof and a part wall on the front. They were made out of roofing iron, had a small concrete footing, an earthen floor and were painted green. At about. Leesa feels her pussy twitching as she walks back to the house. On the way she slips and takes a tumble. Mud covers her knees and hands.“My God what happened honey” Myra exclaims “you can’t go home looking like that. Go into the ensuite and have a shower. I will bring a towel”. Leesa says she is fine but Myra insists. Leesa stands under the shower letting the water run over her. She remembers the pony and his huge cock. She ponders getting herself off when suddenly the door opens. Myra, stark. ‘I didn’t mean to get you in trouble, Mrs. Kindle. It was Ms. Dickens’ idea. Are you sure you won’t accept a ride with me? I’d like to assure you that it was not my doing.’ Paige jumped on my back, surprising me. My reaction was automatic. I placed my hands under her legs and took off running. ‘Thank you, Mr. McMahan, but I have a ride,’ Paige shouted in the direction of his car. I ran up the road until I heard his car roar by. If he had looked into his rearview mirror he would have seen me. She rolled the question over in her mind again and again, but she couldn't come up with an answer. The cool, wet towel on her sore buttocks felt comfortable, and she realized that the towel wasn't the only thing that was wet; the erotic sensations were welling up inside her again as she pondered the effects of her punishment.She didn't want to call the Doctor to ask, thinking it might mess up the plans for the intensive therapy, so she kept thinking about it, but with no luck, so she tried to.
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