I tried to collect my thoughts. The idea of dealing with my wife like this and beating her certainly appealed a great deal. I was not angry, though, a...d I approached the scene with a sense of efficiency, as if I had a routine task to perform. Strangely, I did not even feel really aroused, though the thought of turning her arse dark red, and hearing her cries and pleading, was certainly something I relished.As I entered the bedroom Suzy was kneeling on the bed as instructed. She was facing the. Only on this morning, the biker ran into a redneck.Daryl Ragberry met the classic country definition of a redneck. Big dirty diesel pickup truck that had a frame lift kit installed for big knobby tires that one could hear coming a mile away that stuck out past the pickup body. The exhaust had been modified with two big chrome stacks sticking up behind the cab. There was a gun rack in the back window with NRA and Love it or Leave decals on the window.He was a big country redneck with an attitude. ‘Please!!! Gotta come!!! Gotta come!!! Joe!!! Oh, please, Joe!!! Make me come!!! I need to come!!!’ she begged. Something hard began to enter her. It was Joe’s finger, not his cock, but Helen didn’t care. Whatever it took to make her come! After the finger moved around inside her for a while, stirring her to still higher pinnacles of need, it left and began to tease her rear opening. She was startled to discover that the new explorations felt incredibly good! ‘Ohhhh!!!’ she moaned, her hips. Mere upar hi chodoooo bolte….Ahhhhhhhhh….Ufffffffff…Yessssssssss……Nikallaaaaaaa…..Aunty……Or aunty khadi hoke…Mujsee.Lipat….Gai…Or kiss hi kiss karne lagi or mei dhila hua or apne se dur kiya…………..Par dosto abhi to suruat hui…Thi…Vo nahne lagii ….,mere sath or nahte2 vo bhi garm hone lagi or mera;ka betha land fir khada hone lagatha …Mene Unse kaha Bap ghodi…Banjaoo..Aj mei pehli baar chodunga…Vo hasne ! Lagi or kehti aja mere raja tuje sikhati hu….Or vo ghodi banke..Bheti or land pakadke daalne.