The marks on her body hadtold of how the village girls treated her. The spiked cactus they had insertedinto her cunt after their night on the raw rye ...hisky, had been the least of their cruelties. They had constantly rubbedher to the verge of a cum, and then mocked her cruellywhen she had cried with the frustration of not being able to go all the way.Then, when she had actually cum under the lash of a casual noondaybullwhipping, they had mocked her again. So as to distract the cruelgirls, the. She continues to ride him, feeling the small orgasms come to her sensitive parts of her body. Leaning over him, her long red hair cascades around his face, and she started kissing him as she rode him faster.Talon slid his hands over Kyla's back and along the side to cup her breasts, as she rode him. He started pinching her nipples to causing more intense orgasms in her.Kyla felt her vagina clamp tightly as her orgasm continued to build. She was literally panting over him. The sweat dripped off. “Guys...” Paul murmured. The man was coming over, with the woman following. Paul did a quick look around - there was no-one else in sight.Mia closed the tailgate and put her hand on her gun inside her jacket side pocket.Grace knew what she had to do - leave Mia and Paul to deal with the agents and concentrate on her job. Which was to drive them out of here! She slid into the driver’s seat. She found the seat adjuster and moved the seat forwards as far as it would go. Yes her feet could reach. She let out a gasp and then said, “Oh God honey, you have no idea how badly I have need that. Don’t hurt your hand, use a wooden spoon, and make me so sore that I can’t sit down for a week. Please! Since my father died I haven’t had a good spanking and I’m in desperate need of one.”Crystal handed me the big wooden spoon from the kitchen. I raised it up and lowered it with some force. My wife cried out but then stifled her screams. The harder I spanked her the more she liked it. I had lost.