He stopped near the center just before the bridge that crossed thenarrow part of the stream, "Jerry, you got any hotdogs left?" he askedthe man with t...e hot cart."Sure thing Tribe, how many we got today?" he asked. As he leaned overto begin fixing hotdogs I noticed he was missing most of his right hand.And he seemed to favor that side. His blades were still handy havingbeen incorporated into the handles of his cart. It made me smile to seehis dedication.We both waited as the others were served. Looking around Jenny saw through her tear-filled eyes Carla looking back at her, smiling. She knew Carla was one of the office cleaners and a friend of Mrs Denver’s. She was going to say something about not getting so personal but suddenly realised her fingers were doing wonderful things to her, pressing the weals, squeezing her bottom cheeks; it felt so good. Jenny raised her bottom to encourage Carla who responded with more squeezes until Jenny let out an erotic moaning gasp. “See, Mrs. His large cock was fucking her easily and it felt so good. He pulled out much to her dismay and rolled her over onto her hands and knees. Maureen got in position and was relieved when he entered her again.She had grown to love the doggie style position. She started to buck her hips back to meet his thrusts. He was fucking her hard and she loved it!Nancy heard the commotion in the bedroom as soon as she turned off the shower. She had come to terms with what had happened down in the kitchen and. It seems like an eternity, then smack smack smack. His big hand comes down on my naked bottom. I glance to the side and see all the shocked eyes upon us. You could hear crickets it is so quiet. I bury my face in his legs and hold him tightly. I do trust him. And for whatever reason, this is turning me on and making me feel safe with him.He continues to spank me harder and harder. My bottom is stinging, but I am feeling such a strong bond with this man. As I try to wriggle free, he holds me.