Your ass. Anything. Fuck you as you tell me to. Anywhere, any time. And let you fuck me as you please. All my holes, all my body is yours.” And just...to affirm, she sent me another picture of her twat, spread just as wide as before, with two of her fingers lodged inside.I liked that. She was obedient and forthcoming, offering herself freely and voluntarily without expecting anything in return. “What’s your favourite toy?” I asked.“My husband’s dick,” she replied.I laughed. “Ah, okay,” I said.. The pungent, odor of fresh manure assailing her nostrils. ‘Care for some lemonade?’ she beckoned as she got closer to the stables. He turned and stopped what he was doing at the sound of her voice. Setting the pitch fork down against a wall of the stall, ‘Thank you Kayla I could sure use a drink.’ he replied,wiping the sweat from his brow. ‘I thought you might.’ she smiled. Nearly growing faint as she saw once again the sun bronzed perfection of his physique. He had his shirt off and his. We were up for that & quickly undressed being used to living like this whenever possible at home it was normal for us & they later said they were the same so were all at ease, especially Shirl who`s vivid marks had been mostly covered up by make up by Leslie but the really bright purple one had been left alone for us to enjoy, i secretly wished it would stay. we had our Sunday lunch & all decided to go for a stroll as it was a lovely warm day, not wanting to be dressed but ended up giving in. She tapped his backside lightly, making himflinch, waited a minute and then trailed the leather across the small ofhis back. At last, when he was quivering with frightened anticipation,she drew back her arm and slashed the belt across both his buttocks,hitting hard, over and over. He wailed and quaked but knew better thanto move away or say anything. Hilda worked on his buns until they werered all over, before she proceeded to the tender backs of this thighs.He screeched as she punished that.