He began lightly spanking her. Rubbing each check between slaps. He was working his way harder and harder with each one. She did not safeword, or c...ss, but did occasionally flinched from time to time or winced. He began pulling ice from a bowl and dragging it along her skin. He was gliding around to all the places his hands and mouth lobe to go. The cool sensation felt good against her warm red ass cheeks. At one point he even had a killer bongo solo. This continued until she started. Karen hadn't been involved with us for a while. But then came the part that I didn't want to hear. "Paul, Karen is going to bring Jennifer with her. So we are going to have to keep it straight. Jennifer doesn't know what's going on between me, you, and her mom." Yep, Jennifer is Karen's daughter. I had only met her once, which was about 2 years ago. She is 13, the same age as me. But they live across town, so we haven't been in school together or anything like that. When mom and Karen would. I was sitting in the lobby, she comes in ever so slowly, with a sexy red bikini on, she comes sit next to me, I try to kiss her, she escapes, she is playing with me, knowing exactly my situation, she shouts for her husband, he comes in with a women costume, with loud make up, and a wig, he was hilarious to look, she asked me what I would drink, I said, your pussy juice first, she said, you naughty, that is yours but what else, I said whatever , she smiled and ordered drinks for both, he came. Marty was kept busy with his small acreage of corn and wheat and large garden. He spent a lot of time harvesting garden produce and canning or drying it for the winter. He almost didn’t have time to get his crops harvested before his neighbors began coming to him with their grain to be ground in his new mill. He was stockpiling a lot of flour and cornmeal just from that since he usually took a percentage of the grain as pay for milling it.His crops had a much greater yield than did the crops of.