Then I kissed her neck and she moaned aahhh… She also kissed my cheeks …Then I placed my lips on her lips and staring sucking it…We kissed for a...out 5 mins and then I put my had on her breast . Oh they were really soft . I was having problem with her sleeve so I took it out and wow ….She was there on her white bra. I again started kissing her , I kissed her ears and now she was breathing really heavy. Now I wanted to put my hand on her pussy but as I went for it she threw my hand away and. We jingled quietly as we walked.A man with a camera stepped up.“I need a picture of you two,” John Baird said. “Oh ... Hi, Karen.”“Hello, Mr. Baird ... drumming up subscribers?”“Every chance I get. Who’s your friend?”“Angie, John Baird. John, Angie. John is the proprietor of The Buckskin Report. Angie is part and parcel of the Pickle Barrel Sandwich Shop in Bozeman. I tore her away from her occupation last week. We are here for fun and frolic.”“Mom gave me a week off ... I have no idea why...”. It was basically 3 picture stories of people sucking and fucking. Within 2 minutes I was hard, my cock straining my shorts. I could see he was too and I became really curious about what his cock looked like. We had both seen other guys naked in gym locker room, but of course nobody had erections like we did then. We tried to make jokes about the pictures we were looking at to take away from the throbbing in our shorts, trying to move around and adjust to make it more comfortable.Suddenly. I couldn't stop the tears of pain, yet my sweet pussy was getting wetter by the moment. He was saying things as he hit my ass each time."You will take my cock in your ass! You will let me fuck that tight ass till I cum. I own you now, you little slut."After 20 hard hits with the belt, I was crazed with pain and lust. I begged him to stop. I begged him to fuck my ass. "Tell me slut. Tell me you are a whore and you want my cock up your ass."I couldn't help it. I had never wanted anything more. I.