I'd get her to buy them even ifthey were $10 each."After school went out, Rachael got on Robert's bus, handing a bakerybag to the driver. "Oh, cookies..." she said. "I'm a bit hungry today." Nope," Rachael said. "Those are Clouds, something new at the bakery.You might want to try one now, and save the rest for Sunday dinner."The driver nibbled on three of the buns during the rest of the trip,and when she stopped at the farm to let the kids off, she claimed:"Those are the best buns I've ever. But they couldn't because they are going back to their real hometomorrow (Which was last Monday) (and that's across the country - so Iwon't see them anymore probably.). Then we went to the lockers. I mean they did, I just walked though themto the other side and waited. (It felt weird and a half, because theyhave a door from the men's room blocked off to do work, and I had to gointo the lady's locker -- I mean they do have a special path with like abig tarp thing marked off, but you know it's. I pulsed her with my magic, causing a wave or pure arousal to rock her at the same time the whip landed, unexpectedly granting her pleasure with the pain, and she moaned and writhed, looking so delicious I had to do it again. I proceeded to whip her hanging tits one at a time, forcing her arousal higher with each stroke, until I could feel she was hovering on the edge of a shattering orgasm.I stilled her hands, drawing them away from her cunt, and measured out the belt one last time. Letting it. If you want to make comments or questions about any of these stories please ask? I only got on these sites to write about her fantasy's as I thought they were so good and did not want to see them lost! This morphed into writing about things we actually did and has also made me appreciate her all the more for who she is and what I have had!There are a number of stories posted here based on her and my fantasy's and many are about black men! There are two stories about black men that run from.