{`Remember how powerful she is.`}"Well; you can talk to our pastor. He knows how to deal with problems better than I do. Just look at my stupid son." ...t's not my fault!!" I didn't say it was, miss, er, Carla." "Carla!" Brrr!" she shivered."Want me to turn up the car's heater?" No. This body doesn't seem to get cold much." You're lucky!" the man grimly laughed. "Evy is always complaining about being cold." Yeah. For somebody who says she "enjoys being a girl", Mom _sure _likes to talk about. “Katherine Bailey.” The first name had been called out. Slowly, one of the women stood up and walked over to the horse as the crowd looked on. In no time at all, it seemed she had been stripped of the overalls and was wearing only a pair of panties as she was bent over the horse.“For failure to control the behavior of her children in public, John Bailey has submitted his wife to the council for spanking,” one of the guards read from the document he was holding. Another guard picked up the large. Now, do it to me.’ I pulled my cock back until only the tip was at her entrance and then I slid it all the way in again. Her inner muscles were clenching me tightly as I slid into her. She tried to hold me inside of her as I repeated the movement again. I did this for a few minutes and then I slid completely out of her. She looked up at me in confusion. ‘Get on top of me,’ I told her and began to switch places with her. She slowly moved around until she could climb up onto me. She had her knees. Only now did I notice how hard my cock was and how it was straining against my jeans.As I finally exited the motorway I pulled into the fist lay-by I could find and stopped the car.I looked back at Carly who had now assumed a mischievous grin and who said cooly ‘get out of the car’.I did as I was asked and immediately started surveying my surroundings. I was looking for a little wooded area or maybe a bus stop to dart behind. My eyes where like a radar system scoping a suitable target.Carlys.