My heart swelled up, fit to bust."I'm gonna wait on the porch," I said turning towards the door."Sit yonder," Poppa said, pointing to the parlor divan...with his pipe stem.I sat prim and proper, my feet and knees together like momma always usta tell me to, my hands in my lap, my back straight.Poppa turned his radio back up. It was, as usual, the farm weather report out of Chicago. He listened to the weather news as serious as some people listened to a radio preacher man. He even wrote down. ??? ? ? ? ? ? Matt turned back. ?"Oh, I am an ass. You can't wash those cars in your nice clothes. You'll get them all wet and messed up for the party. Better strip down to your underpants."??? ? ? ? ? ? Paul blinked. ?"What? What did you say? You want me to wash the cars in my underwear?"??? ? ? ? ? ?"I don't want you to mess up your good clothes. You probably don't have all that many to begin with. I noticed at school, your wardrobe is rather limited. So shuck out of those duds and get to. The master pulls me up and bents me over against a tree with my ass pushing back. Without any hesitance he pushes his thick throbbing cock in my stretched open ass and starts to fuck me. The pain is rushing through my body and I bite my lip not to scream. He trusts hard and fast deep inside of me. Before today I never did anything with a man and now I am getting fucked by a 11-inch cock. It takes at least fifteen minutes before the pain starts to make place for pleasure. I start to moan loudly. She looked and saw a nice looking gentleman looking at videos and walked slowly toward him. He was aware of her so she tried to look interested in the videos. Master had shown her where videos were on-line, that were just to her taste so she wasn't really interested but noticed that he stood in front of the Dominant section. She moved up close to him, almost touching him and he watched her out of the corner of his eye.She trembled and turned away from him and taking a deep breath, bent from the.