“No one will think any the less of you if you stop now. I just don’t want you to feel disappointed. Why don’t we wait until your mom comes upsta...rs and if you want to stop then we will stop?” Pippa held her friend until they heard the footsteps on the stairs. “Back in position please!” Sophie complied. She hadn’t made a conscious decision to do so but she knew deep inside that she needed this discipline. The next twelve strokes were executed with precision and force bringing fresh welts and. In the distance, the sky is darkening, and we peer into the clouds, anticipating the promise of rain. You know how I love to watch a storm approaching. Our bodies tense slightly as we wait for the first rumbles of thunder to roll over us. We whisper quietly, of work and the things that fill our hectic days. I love the way you talk---the way your voice at the back of my neck travels down my shoulders and makes my fingers tingle. I love that it doesn’t matter what we discuss, or even if. Want me to get some from my room?" That would mean opening the door. A bit risky. "No thanks. I can sort it." Looking down at my chest I watched that sexy man meat pushing between my tits all the way up and under my chin. I let go of my tits. The cock rested on me. I lifted it with my hand and took it in my mouth as far as I could. "Geez, Stacy, you're only supposed to give him a titty fuck." Yeah, well, I like cock. What can I say? “Sluts need to eat, too. And this looks better than any of. What were they after?"They all introduced themselves and the driver, Hank Rivers, said, "These here are gold wagons. Each one holds $35,000 worth of gold bars on the way from the smelter ta the mint. We were supposed ta deliver the gold ta a special train in Hopewell, 'bout 10 miles farther down the road. Kin either one of y'all drive a mule team?"Ed said, "I kin, ifen I ain't pushed ta make no schedule." Tell ya what, then. Y'all he'p me clear these traces of that there dead mule an' drive the.