I'm grinding against you as you groan, “You are an insatiable little tart,” and I have to nod my agreement as you playfully slap my ass.Jerking as...I tell you, “My pussy is extra puffy and pink from being used, and it’s sensitive, but it wants your thick dick," grinding like a wanton slut as I moan out, “I’m needy for your fat cock.”You smirk and tell me, "Go get another round."I groan as I drag myself off your lap and run a finger along the wet spot I left on your jeans, giggling. I almost cum. I wasn't the worlds fastest trencher. Wilson had to stop the washing to help me dig now and then."Wilson, you are keeping those pebbles mixed with the silt aren't you," I asked."Yeah but only those that look like quarts. The granite ones get a quick look for veins then tossed on you dam to help with the water pool." Wilson replied. He had a five gallon bucket from home depot about 1/3 full of quarts crystals.The washing and digging were both back breaking work. I just loved it. It felt good to. Angela enjoyed being told off as she pictured one of her old teachers at sixth form college, Miss Johnson, who had the same strict tone of voice, or, rather, Angela had set the tone of voice closest to Miss Johnson’s.Miss Strictwell then reminded Angela of the reason for today’s punishment and what she was going to get. In the same strict tone of voice, Miss Strictwell explained, “You failed to do your homework twice this week and got a double detention. That means you need to get twelve. I started clearing the mugs & plates to the kitchen , I heard them shout goodbye & the front door close. When I went back into the sitting room John was half asleep & to my surprise Andy was still there. He said I think John will need a hand to get upstairs to bed. I said I will manage but Andy insisted on helping. So Andy got hold of John & we helped him upstairs onto our bed I undid Johns jeans & pulled them off him then covered him with a blanket . We went back down stairs & I thank Andy &.