But your van, with tinted windows and a large back seat. We drive away from the parking lot, looking for somewhere darker and more isolated. Somewhere...to park away from prying eyes. We both know why we are doing this, but we are still unsure of just how far we will go tonight. We’ve never met before. Strangers in the night. Perhaps that was what Sinatra was singing about. We end up behind an industrial building, a factory that looks closed, out of business for some time. The weeds grow. One of the first buildings we went to work on was a simple framed up drying shed for the lumber. This shed was far larger than the old set up at the original camp. Using the horses, lots of man power and the come-alongs, we were able to tilt up a timber frame made of 10" x 10" beams. We used simple framing to build the shed a little west of the mill. We made it twenty feet tall, ninety five feet long and over thirty wide. We roofed it with wide split planking. I knew we'd have to re-roof it. She laughed and agreed changed into a green night gown see through and she began teasing me along the way bending over as she was cleaning etc. She did not know that I was taking pictures with my cell phone throughout the whole week and even after when there was an opportunity, like when she was bending over cleaning the fireplace or the cat litter or just out of the shower and getting dressed. I even got a few pictures of her bending over after we made love and her wet open pussy is dripping. The pain seemed to be traveling up into her limbs and through her whole body.She was focused only on the sound of the wet slaps and the pain between herlegs. Lynn was so wrapped up that it took a while to realize the blows hadstopped. She slowly opened her eyes again. The pain was slowly receding, andshe wondered if he was done. "Where do you want the next ones cunt?" he asked as he let the strap flyhard against her left breast. She screamed out with his sudden blow. "Wellcunt?" He hit the.