Choked out verbally, Charlotta made her response. It was necessary to keep the swats coming as fast as possible, it hurt less that way, perhaps only b...cause her teacher turned weekend drive master had less time to aim, less time to gather her strength. The paddle slammed into her reddened, bruised bottom cheeks and Charlotta vocalized her pain letting loose with a high-pitched girlish scream that pleased the trucker. The back of the eighteen-year olds legs trembling while her red ass jiggled in. I put it in gear and started out. I don't drive fast. I raced sports cars but now I worry more about the condition of my ass than any glory so I kept it a couple miles under the limit. As we drove along her left hand gripped my upper arm but her right moved down and lifted the edge of my kilt, creeping under to about mid-thigh, my skin was cold and her hand felt warm. I was quite hard but her hand never reached my cock, it didn't need to. She was kneading my thigh and arm with her fingers.. There was a knock at the door. David rushed in. His face etched with worry."Elizabeth, my darling, are you all right?"He took her into his arms and held her close. Her heart leapt with the knowledge that he cared about her.Robert waited until their embrace was over before continuing."He is a stowaway, a fraud. He hadn't paid for his ticket and was never likely to get one but he still wanted to take a full part in life aboard. The sheer audacity of the chap." So, that was why he kept. But, more than her face, there is one more beautiful thing in her body, her curves. The last time when I met her, she had curves of 34-30-36. When she walks, her ass shakes heavily. Nobody can remove his attention from her big bubble butts.Last time I even touched her ass several times, and it seemed like I accidentally touched. I was very excited to meet her. So, hoping that I will get her on my bed, I started my journey to Mami’s place.It was several hours of journey by bus to reach my Mami’s.