“Did that feel good?” asked the headmaster.“No!” cried Sarah.The headmaster tapped the end of the crop against the pinkness of her abused fles....“Are you going to keep sticking your fingers down here where they don’t belong?” he asked.“No!” cried Sarah.“And are you going to play with your bottom, or the little nub that you begged me not to punish?” he said.“Please Sir, no more!” cried Sarah.The crop rose up one more time, and she watched in horror, her hands frozen in place as it came down again. I had to unload the large coolers of meat into the smoke houses. It didn't take long to fill a couple of rooms full of sides of bacon, hams, and carcasses. I did the wrapping and added honey to most.We amazingly arrived at the second market by eleven o'clock. D's girls were at their table giving out samples of our various wines and selling bottles and plastic gallons to those that came. I was always surprised that so many would buy wine when they were offered corn liquor on the periphery of the. He agreed. I took his shirt off, he grabbed a pillow, placed it on the table and buried his face in it. I stood by the table, admiring the most adorable spheres of his ass pointed at me and the proportionate body. As I began massaging his back, I knew, we were both enjoying this. Off and on, I was leaning over, licking a small portion of his young brown skin and then massaging it. I was getting really very hot. I asked Carlos, if he was feeling good and he answered a very brief, “yes” and then. She got out of her chair and sat on his lap with his hand again caressing her boob. She closed her eyes as she enjoyed the sensation. When she opened them again they were glazed with passion. With an effort she brought her eyes into focus and asked, "Jill, what were you saying? Something about love?" With a grin she added, "We're delighted you're settling down and now seem to know what love is all about."Jill just grinned, got up from her chair, and quickly kissed both her parents. "You two are.