I was pretty sure that he thought we were making liquor in the chicken house/barn, until he saw the setup. At that point he changed his mind to god on...y knew what. He went on to make the improvements to our bathroom. No matter what he thought, he installed the two electric hot water heaters then took the money and ran.Since I had a plow blade on my tractor I ran it along my dirt drive to cut down the layer of top soil. I needed to rent the small bobcat excavator to dig down below the freeze. I went back to concentrating on fucking her and then just stopped, she just screamed "NO!" and started slamming back against my dick like a woman possessed, she then reached under to start rubbing her pussy since I was massaging her asshole. I gave her a few minutes then started picking up the pace and raised my leg up to change the position of my thrusts which always hits her spot, she immediately raised her head up while grabbing the sheets and looked over her shoulder at me with lustful. At least her lack of compassion helped get my penis back to a small size.Maybe she was going to learn a lesson, that she could just be ultra-mean to me and that would stop all my desire to have sex with her or even to masturbate. I was kidding myself, though, if this device weren’t on me I would go masturbate in a second and probably orgasm very quickly. I stopped myself from thinking about this, just 24 more hours to go!I think she finally had enough of my touching her. After an hour of. “I need a lap to sit on,” Riley said. “Would you like to volunteer?” I smiled as I sat down on a locker room bench and motioned for Riley to sit down on my lap and the big cock that awaited her. Riley lifted her miniskirt up and shook her ass at me. I raised my right hand and smacked her right buttcheek. She jumped up as I left a big red handprint on her pale ass. “Such a naughty boy,” she remarked. “I'm only as naughty as the cheerleader that made me this horny,” I replied. “Well, let's find.