As I got to the creek I started walking up stream, I had an idea of where I could go for right now and hoped I wouldn’t be found. I walked up the cr...ek bank for about two miles to where the creek ran around a bend with a cliff on one side. I found a shallow place to cross that was only about knee deep. I rolled my jeans up and took my socks and shoes off holding them above the water as I started to wade across. The creek was spring fed and boy was it cold, about 52 degrees this time of year. I. Fuck me now I moaned unable to wait any longer. He applied some lube to me using his fingers to make sure I was lubed up inside as far as his fingers could go. Precum was dripping by now from my cock. Once lubed I felt the head of his cock at my entrance. Slowly he inserted just the cock head and then stopped driving me crazy with lust. Inch by inch he drove into me until he was all the way inside of me. I cannot begin to describe the intense pleasure that I was feeling. My cock was rubbing on. .. do you know what I mean?" I shook my head in bewilderment."It means, my darling Susannah, that I can get you in a very responsive mood simply by spanking you. And you do have a very nice, delightful bottom, one that should look very nice over my knee - with the panties down, of course, right down -- and one that I can make nice and warm. Would you like that?" I don't know." I was trembling like a leaf, and my voice betrayed my deeply sensitive reaction."Shall we progress the idea then?". He was the kind of guy that would disappear when it was his round in the pub. He had bought this old farm house just outside of Hull near a village that needed extensive internal work doing to it ,he knew I was cheap labour and got me to do the work on my own . I got a phone call one Saturday morning with Karl complaining how long the work was taking. ‘Karl , I am working on my own with limited tools and limited cash..What do you want for the money? ‘ Karl instantly calmed down on the phone as.