When she arrived at work, Samantha had fought the overwhelming feeling of being so horny all the way to work that she knew what her first priority had...to be -- get Tom to fuck her before she could do anything else noteworthy that morning."Hi, Sam, good morning," Tom said as his luscious SEXetary walked through the door into his inner office. "May I tell you that you look sexier every day, baby?" Tom said as he walked over and took his SEXetary in his arms and pulled her pregnant body close. Hammer, frizzen upper jaw and screw all had to be fit, drilled and leather and crucible color case-hardened. Long hours I spent, tears dripping off my nose onto the work, hammering hot metal and filing cold.My laundry piled up ... I bought new. and added it to the growing pile.I ran out of coal ... I burned wood.I was snowed in ... my neighbor John brought his plow and plowed my drive.I didn’t change the oil in the Jeep. When it refused to start I drove the Mazda. I got it stuck and started. They cheered their response.Debbie dropped the crop and a flogger was pushed into my hand. Oh My God, I thought. Was I really going to be allowed to punish Debbie?Debbie turned her back to the crowd, bent over at the waist and spread her legs wide. That was all the invitation I needed. I flogged her bottom and even swung the flogger up to slap her pussy. I remembered what happened when I punished Debbie’s Mom and made sure that I didn’t get carried away.Debbie turned back around and held her. ” I thought for a while whether I would be able to quench her bodily thirst. Meanwhile, Reema shouted to come into her bedroom if I agreed. “Otherwise there was an exit!”, she pointed at the door and went inside. Then without a second thought, I followed her. I watched her ass cheeks swing, oscillate tremendously while she was walking. I could feel a very big bulge between my thighs lifting my jeans slight high though I had wore underwear inside. When we entered her bedroom, I dragged her by.