The beautiful woman looked back at Mike over her right shoulder, her eyes glittering with desire and excitement."Oh, please hurry, darling! I'm so hor...y! Go ahead! Do it, Mike it, do it! Fuck me dog style!" she begged."Sure, baby, any minute now," Mike drawled.He was deliberately teasing her as he stroked her quivering asscheeks with both of his hands. He was as hot to fuck her as she was to be fucked but he knew, from past experience, that their best fucks were when the woman was aroused half. He took her cup from her. "I thought it only fair you got to see me," hesaid, a wicked smile on his lips. "After all, I have seen so much ofyou."She laughed as he moved forward in the seat creating a space between himand the back of the sofa. She slid over to him and he caressed her faceand neck.He cupped her chin in his hand and kissed her. She could taste the tangof his sweat and the cigarette he had nervously devoured en route.His tongue flicked across her lips. Her hands instinctively found. I was sad for the Circle K ... the house, a fine example of 1890’s architecture and the best carpenters money could buy, was knocked six inches off its foundation by a felled cottonwood tree. I was sad for the thirteen thousand old trees shattered on the ranch and the twelve hundred head of branded Circle K cattle killed in the fields and who knows how many yet to be branded calves.I was sad for the fools.The only thing I accomplished was finishing my Flintlock class. The fit and finish on my. Again, such a wonderful sight before the pain exploded across my rear. For the first time, I cried out; this took punishment to a new level—a new extremely uncomfortable level. Tears sprang up in my eyes.“Remember to keep still; I have a feeling you do not want extras.”The second stroke landed, I was able to cope better with this one but still, this was very painful. By watching Mistress, I knew when the strokes would land. It was wonderful to watch Mistress in action, very painful but.