Valerie had to have a few more since she had used it less than she did.They stopped at a stream of sweet water and everyone had their fill. They waite... for the horses and donkey to finish before moving on. They were three days from Minion and Tola. Atlanta and Valerie were looking forward to the spongy soil and home. Especially the hot springs so they could wash and sweat all the grime from their pores. It would be nice to be clean again. Valerie planned to wash Jackson from head to toe giving. Everything new. when i talked to him all the old feelings would emerge. i didn't know if i should tell him at first, but couldn't deny it. when i talked to him, i would touch myself. getting wet, i'd ask him personal questions. did he touch himself last night? yes. (getting more excited) did he fuck his wife that morning? yes. (more wet) i could feel myself breathing harder thinking about him with her. touching her. fucking her. this was insane!! but i wanted to know more.my husband reached. They were big and kind of saggy, with nice big areolas. I took one in each hand and started playing with them. "You're going to get us caught", she said, "I'll have you drive me home in a little bit". So back inside we went.Sure enough, in 15 minutes or so she asked me to drive her home, her husband wanted to stay and drink some more, so off we went. The 30 minute drive to their trailer park was the longest drive of my life! We barely got inside when I pulled her dress down again, this time she. Her breathing slowed somewhat, and soon she became aware of a strange sensation on her fiery ass. She almost thought she imagined it, but as her head cleared a little, she felt him drawing something over her burning skin. And then she felt a trickle down to her back, and knew what it was: ice. He was gently rubbing her ass with an ice cube, drawing on her as a child draws with a crayon. The combination of heat from the spanking and the crop, together with the cold of the ice, and the trickle.