She was a soccer mom who definitely turned heads with her looks and charm.Fifteen minutes later I had finished changing both the intake and outgoing f...lters to the water conditioner and re-entered the basement room. Jill was on all fours facing away. Her head was down, butt pointing right at me! And my what a magnificent butt it was, pear shaped and small with just the right amount of jiggle, not too flat and with a wonderfully wanton gap when she stood with legs together. She slowly raised up. I picked up my riding crop again and standing by the bed I teased her body, scr****g it down her sides and then across her breasts, flicking the tip on her nipples, then up and over her throat.In my mind I played with the idea of whipping her, a full frontal attack, vicious and brutal. A little voice in me said, “make her cry”, but I resisted it, knowing that Claire’s submission was a precious gift I didn’t want to lose.I next took a rechargeable wand toy and started playing it between her. You’re not going to tell me are you?” She looked at the road, trying to guess where they were going and back to him, eventually letting out a low chortle. “I’m so curious. It’s turning me on something awful. It’s just as well I’m wearing the belt because otherwise there would be some serious cleaning to do on this seat.” Brian kept up his silence for another few miles. “Really,” he said eventually, “I should have put you in the back seat and worn a chauffer’s cap.” “Don’t go getting ideas about. They'd hit the bridge at around ten and it wasn't until one o'clock that a railroad switcher, heading for the siding nearby, found them. He didn't own a cell phone, so he had to go to the switch itself for a direct line to the dispatcher and called for help. A state trooper arrived roughly an hour later followed by an ambulance and the fire department's rescue squad. Papa Ralph said that he'd been told that the girl that had been thrown through the windshield had still been alive when the.