Go back there and look under that tarp."Angie walked to the very back of the adobe barn where she lifted the corner of a dust covered tarp, "Oh Scott!...It's beautiful. How old is it?" It was made in 1885 in England and came first by sea to Galveston and then by rail to here." Are these the only horse drawn vehicles you have?" No, there's a buckboard and another work wagon over in the hay barn."With the mules hitched Scott lifted the petite Angie up on the wagon seat. Climbing up beside her he. He was sawing logs pretty good, not thinking about the chance to sleep in, but taking advantage of it the following Monday morning. His dreams, predictably, were of Amy -- not even a naked Amy, playing volleyball, the vision at the Frosty Freeze, or even the meaty-tasting kiss they'd shared late Saturday night, but of Amy, bent over Mr. Sloat, trying to breathe life into his lungs.It had been a heck of a first date, under any circumstances.It had been tough to see Danny drive off in the car. She even gave me a big smack on the butt too! OUCH! She chuckled when I cried out and smacked my butt again! I tried to squirm away but she had a very firm grip on my arm. Every time I would shy away or try to squirm free, she would smack my butt or scold me. "No no no no no no no, you're staying right here little girl," she would say. I would nod and obey and she would go back to grabbing and groping me. I started liking when she'd spank me, so I'd pretend to not like what she was doing and. Shoulder length, brunette hair, green eyes, large cock sucking lips, and most of all her sexy 42DD-31-42 body seemed almost unreal as she strutted around the house in her tight pencil skirts and blouses that she wore to work. She was his definition of a MILF, it only made it worse that he could look all he wanted, but never touch.As he got to school, pissed that he missed his first class, and he tried his best not to ogle over the flesh of all of the perfect bodied women in the school he could.