Almost as his car left, a mini turned into the field and stopped a short way away from the scout group. Susan hopped out of the car and asked the scou...s if it was ok to pitch her tent over by the gateway. They agreed but told her to make sure she saw the farmer.Susan was dressed in a white tee shirt, cut off jeans, and she received a couple of wolf whistles from these horny teenage scouts. Ignoring them she set about pitching her two man tent, but deliberately made a mess of things before. We had exited the terminal proper by then and approached a waiting limo with the driver holding the door.“I should have texted you of the change; however, it was so last-minute you were already airborne. I was able to slip away for the rest of the day and meet you in person.”As she slipped into the seat, the cut of her skirt afforded me a look at the thigh-high stockings and the bare woman parts above them.She smiled demurely with her eyes downcast. “I was able to follow your instructions to. ” “Dude, I don’t give a fuck. Why don’t you carry your ass somewhere go eat a pie. Or some shit.” “Do you want to know just how big I am?" He grabs my neck and picks me up a slamming me against the wall. "I have a very bad temper and you have just angered it. I asked you not to say anything about my size. So I’m going to teach you what I do to little girls who think that they run shit." He lifts my skirt and pulls down my thong. He slides a finger across my clit and shoves two fingers deep. As I undid my bikini I looked you in the eye and said “take out your cock and stroke it … if you dribble … I want you to taste it … do not cum until I tell you to. Do you understand?” You smiled and whispered “yes Miss.”Vicky lifted her head and took me in with her eyes as my bikini bottom fell to the desk – my nipples were rock hard buds from excitement. She asked me “is that what you want?” and I glowered at her. “I know what I want” I said … “I want you to make me cum like I expect you know.